Sunday, April 19, 2015

Buried Treasures & Silver Linings

I've spent the weekend cleaning out a room in my house that, until yesterday, we could not even get into. For almost 11 years that room has been closed up by the heaps of junk I've stored inside. Irregularly-shaped boxes I couldn't get my husband to take to the dumpster, broken desk chairs, vacuum cleaners that aren't working any more (we've gone through about one every year and a half), old lamps, a boom box that doesn't work anymore, an old computer monitor, a stack of text books in one corner that's almost as tall as I am, an old wing back chair, a dresser filled with paperbacks, old end tables.

Some people have junk drawers and a closet somewhere, I have this. And, that doesn't even begin to address all the junk I've been storing in this little room. I've spent a day and a half working on it and it's still not cleaned out. But in the process of so doing, I've also re-discovered many treasures I thought I had lost.

Pictures, some of which I haven't even ever seen, hidden in drawers. I found the title to our car. Old pictures of me as a baby, with my folks, class pictures from elementary school, certificates of achievement. I found my senior yearbook, signed to both me and my ex-husband, wishing us a long happy life together. ID cards from high school, from the first college I ever attended.

I've been so caught up in all the work this move is going to be that I've perhaps failed to see where the process might unearth treasures forgotten. It might be an opportunity to downsize, get rid of everything we don't want or need anymore, but it's also an opportunity to shuffle through those things that have, until now, been stored away. It's a small silver lining on an otherwise ugly gray cloud. And let me tell you, it's a BIG, UGLY cloud right now.

Not the reason for this move, that's awesome. But the work involved in doing so, which is mostly my fault because I haven't been very diligent about keeping things clean and clutter free, isn't so awesome. It's daunting and, on several occasions, I've just about given up on the whole thing... and I've only gotten one room partially cleaned up. There's so, so much more to do. But, if I can get this one room done, maybe I'll see some sort of light at the end of the tunnel. Might be that this one room will give me the push I need to get the rest of it done. We'll see.

For now, I'm looking forward to seeing whatever other treasures I might manage to dig up in the process.