When the Mice are Away

So, the girls are out of town for a little while. When they are gone like this, I am usually either tremendously productive or tremendously lazy. This time it's looking like "productive." Already I am making headway with some solid straightening up around the house, long-neglected errands, etc.

One item high on my list of "stuff that never gets done, which makes me want to pull my (thinning) hair out" has been, for months, cleaning all the clutter out of my car. The trunk and back seat have been a mess. So this afternoon I pulled everything out of the car and into the living room. Here's the initial "dump" into the living room:



I could have sworn there was three times as much as this stuffed away in there, but here it is. I'm about halfway through sorting it. Not sure where I will put the 40% of it that is not trash but also does not belong in the car, seeing how I am trying to de-clutter the house, as well.

Here's how it is looking now, after filling and removing the first couple trash bags...