Our biggest, messiest, dirtiest secret. It is mostly one huge pile of renovation debris consisting of old carpet, sheet rock and wood. Or at least that is what it started out as. And then when one of the rooms in our basement flooded we moved all the boxes that were being stored down there up to the garage and the mound grew. And grew. And grew. Obviously, we couldn’t park our car in here, but it got to a point where we couldn’t even walk!
Lucky for us, my mom volunteered to come visit and help me clean it up and get it organized. So yesterday, we spent some time talking and visiting and playing with Greta and her cousins (and I missed posting and chatting with all of you!) and after Greta went to bed last night, we kicked Chris to the curb couch and us ladies got busy.
We have 24 hours and are spending zero dollars on this much-needed huge task, but do you know how disgusted you feel right now? You’ll feel that same amount of surprise tomorrow. My mom is a miracle worker.
Do you have any dirty secrets? Junk drawers HARDLY count. ;)
hahahh omg I did the same thing but with my closet.
keep going the satisfaction of being clean is so worth it.
http://weallneedalilcreation.blogspot.com/2012/07/some-closet-organizing.html
our garage is pretty bad, but I don’t know if we can compete with that ;). BUT, only because we have real winter here and I would never want to get up and scrape my car every morning!!
Wow. And I thought our garage was bad… Good luck!
in a one bedroom, my dirty secret is usually that one bedroom…whenever anyone comes over, i toss all clutter in and shut the door! i’m trying to be better about tidying.
I have a junk room… we have a 4 br house for 2 people, so we have a master, an office, a guest room (which we are working on… pictures post-mood board to come in a few weeks…!), and… a junk room. We literally haven’t touched it since we bought our house 3 years ago. We just shove random stuff in there if there’s a .0009% chance that we may use it at some point in the distant future for some reason. I get nervous when people come over that they are going to randomly open the door (that ALWAYS stays closed…). Ugh.