It seems like every year - heck, every other month, I get rid of a bunch of stuff. As in multiple bags of stuff. Most of it I either give or sell, but some of it (especially some from a certain couple of girls' room) is just actual trash. Well, maybe some of it is recycling. But not anything that I can actually sell or give away. I've had several garage sales.
But yet, it never seems to ever really end. We just did some a lot of rearranging of furniture around here - a bed from Super's room went down to the girls' room and was turned into a funky tween couch. The art shelf was taken out of the dining room and put in the family room. The old kitchen table was moved out of the girls room (we put it there for them to use as a desk, but it mostly just became a place to put stuff that they didn't want to put away LOL) and brought into the family room, and the old card table was put in the garage. The second TV from the family was moved to the studio because we are going to use the bed, etc. in the studio as a guest room instead of my room. We bought a new to us dresser for the girls, and moved one of their old dressers into the studio. We bought a new tall bookcase for the girls' room and moved the two small ones to Super's room.
And so by doing all that rearranging, we got rid of a lot of stuff.
And then, I'm finally selling the rest of the things that I still had from when I was still running Montgomery Academy. So things that I had put in one of the storage closet had to be gone through, taken pictures of, post pictures, etc. and then mailed.
And by doing all that, I got rid of a lot of stuff.
Oh, and a couple months ago, I went through all my papers and books that I accumulated in college and got rid of most of it.
You would seriously think that I should live in an empty house by now. I'm not sentimental. I don't hold on to things unless they are functional. I am much more brutal about things than the rest of my family, but yet, it isn't like the rest of them should be on Hoarders or anything.
But yet, I'm sure that come this time next month, I'll have a trunk full of things to take to Goodwill and a full recycling container and a full trash container. I'm starting to think that maybe someone sneaks into my house and drops off stuff so that I never actually get to the end of it.
I'm kidding. Mostly :)