Cleaning House

I know I stated in an earlier post that my parents are going to have a garage sale in two weeks.  I know I have a lot more junk that I need to get rid of then just books and movies so today's project was to tackle the bedroom closet.  I have so much stuff stored in there than just clothes.  I've got bedding (sheets, pillows, quilts), suitcases, shoes (high heels galore, leather boots, flip-flops, sneakers), my tennis bag (rackets and balls), my softball bag (glove, balls and ankle braces) and old school stuff ( Immaculate, Heights and Hennepin Tech). 

A lot of stuff I know I could store downstairs (like my sports stuff), but it's a habit I can't break.  I still feel like I live at my parents because I store all my $hi+ in my bedroom.  That's something I need to work on.  Declutter and use my WHOLE house for storage.  But it's so convenient to have it in the same spot it's always been in.

Going through some boxes, I came across ribbons I earned for sports at Immaculate.  Volleyball and Softball pins from the award banquets and even the 8th grade graduation ribbons.  Immaculate's equivalent to a high school diploma.  One was originally blank but you filled it with signatures of your classmates.  Guess where it went....the garbage.  Remember....declutter.  I really don't care for the people that I went to grade school with.  Don't really need any reminders.

Then I came across some photo memorabilia from tennis in high school.  Now those were good times.  Most of the people that I still consider good friends, I met because of tennis.   Even if I don't talk to them every day, much less every month, or never, I would still stop them on the street and say hello and see what's new. ( FYI:  I posted and tagged them on FB just in case I didn't tag everyone right.)

Just under these photos was a Sam Goody ad that my sister found in a People Magazine the summer before Senior Year.  In the ad was a guy that was in my class.  (I'm 98% sure it was him at the time, but one can never be too sure.)  It was Adam.  At the time I thought it was cool that someone I had known was in a national magazine.  I can't believe I still have it after all these years.  It's been sitting in a box for at least 10 years.  I hope this doesn't make me sound like a stalker.  I just get attached to things. 

Take my shoes for example.  I still have so many shoes that I used to wear in high school.  They still fit; my feet are the same size.  I just don't wear them anymore.  But when the lining exposes the sticky glue that holds the lining to the sole is no longer held in place by said glue, in the trash they go.

And don't get me started with prom.  OMG!  I totally want to burn my senior prom pictures.  I was not the party hardy girl I am known for today.  I did not dance.  I did not have fun.  I was too self conscience to dance in front of other people.  Why go to prom when you're not going to dance or have fun.  I went with the wrong people.  They weren't my friends.  Well, they were friends at the time, but not anymore.  If KDWB has a Second Chance Prom, please vote for me.  Submit my name.  I'm all in.  If I get selected, I will have a date that I want to go with and am not forced to go with.  I told you to not get me started.  Ugh!

I can't take much more of memory lane.  I'm too exhausted.  I still have 1/2 of my closet left to go through.  Maybe I'll post some more about my next discoveries.