I don’t have an impressive story about why my home has never been organized. As stories go, it’s rather boring, but, I suppose, it shows what happens when you just let things go.
In February of 2008 Nick and I moved into our house. At the time the basement was unfinished; the house had three bedrooms, two bathrooms and about 1400 finished square feet. The previous house was about 900 square feet with three bedrooms and one bathroom, but it also had some extra storage out back. A small storage shed and about half of a one and a half car garage were packed full of Nick’s things.
Nick accepted an offer on the house in mid-January with closing at the end of February. We had to really speed up our home search, so we wouldn’t be homeless come the end of February. We spent so much of our free time searching for a new house, that we had limited time to pack up the house and get rid of some things.
When we moved we rented the largest truck we could get from the local Budget office. We packed that full; then took several trips with our cars and a borrowed pickup. Nick had no idea how much stuff he had until we moved, but he wasn’t in too much of a hurry to get rid of anything.
We unpacked once we were in the house, but we didn’t really organize things. In fact, it took over a year for Nick to go through all of his things. Then I looked at what we had left and vaguely thought I should do something with it, so I shoved it in a closet and there it sat until recently.
Like I wrote, it’s a pretty boring story, but it explains how we ended up with an unorganized house full of stuff we don’t need and don’t use.
Do you have an impressive story about why your home is organized or unorganized?