In my grand plan, we were to acquire, something from Craigs List, or the like, for me to re purpose or upcycle into a usable desk space. Remember, I love my current desk, but it just isn't cutting the cake, in this space. Unfortunately, none of my go-to places seem to have what I was looking for, for free. So I went back to the drawing board. With my husband's help, we solved the problem. I found some particle board in the garage. He volunteered to cut it down, and while it won't be the prefect desk top, it will sit nicely on top of these beauties.
These were found around the house. One was in the bathroom- taking up precious space. I think the last time I got something out of it, was at Halloween. One was holding toys. Old toys. Toys that have not been played with in over a year. And finally, one was holding meds, homeopathic & prescription. Way to be super save, there Super Mom! So they all got emptied out, (used the the PROCESS- to purge/donate/relocate) cleaned up and moved into the Corner Room. While taking everything - I realized, that next month, I will be working the PROCESS in the master bathroom. It is in desperate need of an overhaul. Especially now. Challenge? Accepted!
I also realized this week, that I am probably the family inheritor. Not in a good way. I take, (willingly- sometimes) everything else the family doesn't know what to do with. How this happens with me being the only out-of-state family member, I'm still a little baffled over. My sister, who is also participating in this challenge, (see her work at Crazy Organizing) might disagree. But I ask you: why do I have these?

The gremlin bag? I never saw the movie until it was a Saturday afternoon B movie rerun, on basic cable. Nope- that bag- was my sister's. *love* The purple/pink-ish bag, we both had one. And those strange looking bows and Christmas tree things? Those are t-shirt transfers. My parents had a store for a while, that specialized in personalized t-shirts. Why do I have these? Simple. I am the family inheritor. Will I still inherit? Yes. Will I let the stuff I inherit age two or three decades before I purge again? No. Absolutely not. Will I move five or six times, times with this stuff again? No. I have grown. I have changed. I have PROCESSED. Finally, today, one last time, before my big room reveal next week:

You see there in that purge pile? Live Theater posters. That- is very hard for me. I love having a poster, or five, from every play I have worked on, and playbills. But I don't need five. I need one. One poster and one playbill, from each show. Maybe in a frame. So, purge, purge, and purge, as painful as it is, I do not need more then one.
Don't forget to check back next week, for the big reveal. I am looking forward to seeing what everyone has done and showing what I have done, on a zero budget. And then, I am looking forward to moving on to another space in my home, in need of the PROCESS. The Master bathroom.










