it must be spring

Yesterday morning, I went to the mall to buy some shampoo and some DVD's to burn, but Ann Taylor was having a big sale and I decided that it was time to replace a bunch of my t-shirts, as they have become The Color Formerly Known As Black. To make room in the drawer, I had to put some old shirts in bags for charity and, as long as I was doing that, I did most of my closet, too.

In the afternoon, I decided to do a bit of pruning in the kids' play room. Three hours, four boxes, and a big green garbage bag later, I was done. Andrew and Emily are in New York for the weekend, and I do think that she's going to be mightily displeased when she returns to find her precious Happy Meal toys gone, but I figure she'll get over it.

Today, I wanted to take the winter coats from the front hall closet and put them in the cedar closet in the basement, but there was stuff in front of the cedar closet door. So I had to straighten that area up and, before I knew it, I had cleaned out the whole basement. There are huge piles in the garage...one on my side to go to the dump, and one on Andrew's side to go to charity. I've called one of our babysitters, who's recently moved into her first apartment, to see if she wants a wine rack, a coffee maker, a fan, a kitchen table and chairs, or a sofa. After I hear back from her, it's Goodwill City!

I moved the coats and cleaned the closet floor. Later tonight, it's Emily's box of hair accessories -- anything without a mate goes. Then, during the week, the kids' drawers. Andrew is on his own.

I swear, I don't know what's come over me.