We’ve lived in this house three and a half years. There’s stuff down there we have not looked at once in that time. Anything that can be ignored that long (except the tax files) we Do.Not.Need. Enough with the stuff!

Except every time I go down there, I am just overcome with inertia. I simply don’t know where to start. It doesn’t help that much (most?) of the stuff is not mine, but mostly I just feel overwhelmed. Oh, well. One bite at a time, right?