Something interesting happened on Day 15 — I was thrown off course! I was thrown off course by a seven course chef’s table presentation at Season’s 52 — my friend Amy wrote all about it here. Summation: it was fantastic and I was in a serious food coma until NOON the next day. Have you ever heard of such a thing?
So days 15, 16, & 17 were a bust. I couldn’t gather the motivation to do much on the 40 bags front, which is silly because I am getting so much support on Facebook as I document this journey.
On day 18, I started gathering bags again. I started in on the front closet, and with no problem whatsoever, I was able to catch up on the four bags I needed to do.
Bags #15, 16, 17, & 18: 2 bags of kids stuff to pass on, a bag to donate and a bag of trash
After the closet was done, I was hoping my focus would return, but I found myself struggling Monday. I now know why — I’ve reached the point in the program where I’m no longer just culling to top layer of stuff. I’m no longer going through the kids’ stuff, or the kitchen stuff; I’ve reached the point where it’s time to go through my things. Gulp.
Bags #19 &20: A small bag of things from my dresser/closet to donate, and a small bag of trash.
Not only do I need to hone into my wardrobe, I also need to attack the out of control pile of papers, mail, and what not that’s taken over my file box in the living room. I started in on this yesterday, and came up with Bag #21 — a bag of trash. Today I continued in that little corner (little corner, so much crap!) and Bag #22 — is more trash.
Next up: I’m really hoping it warms up, because I think I can spend the next 18 days in the garage.
And now since no one wants to see pictures of my bags of garbage, here’s some food porn from Seasons 52.