We're spring-cleaning today.
We have so much stuff. Even good stuff - like the lovingly-handmade sort - is still stuff.
Today we reorganized, threw out, re-homed, took away, put back, repaired, recycled.
And in the process, I re-discovered how manic I've been over the years.
And these are just the halloween costumes in the past 4 years. They don't include the boots, the shoes, the tutus, the chiffon skirts, the crowns, the tiaras, the scarves, the morphing wings, the transformable tails, the hats, the masks, the wands, the capes, the vocational uniforms, the bags.....
.... or the toys
(which are still my favorites),
as are the sleeves - of any costume I've made.
And it's still not over.
Halloween costuming, I mean.
(Part of me is secretly relieved, because it means my girls aren't teenagers yet).
Spring-cleaning is over, though.
Not because we're done (will a person ever be?).
But because we're wiped out.
Plus I think I need to go biking.
Stuff will have to wait till another day.