OH:

With expeditious kid help, the car is now unloaded (mostly into the house), and I have opened and rough-sorted boxes' contents towards their destination rooms. Along with groceries awaiting their pantry destinations, these all flow towards their spots as I pass them, and in this one-story house it's easy to keep moving; this morning I felt terminally un-tidy-able (and ooky from antibiotics), but already it's looking sane here.

I think "selectively tidy" may be different from "serially tidy" which this place really is. It's a rhythm reflecting that real ppl live in houses, living organically messy lives. It's all good. I guess actually I'm doing both-- there's that curtain dividing off the BR areas from the public mtg spaces..

I would also observe that decluttering is different for retired folks. Those of you still employed with paychecks have different challenges than those faced with retired/partly creaky schedules and bones-- we have time but not always capacity. I hoped the lessons I'd learned 10 years ago would serve me well, now. ... but AFGO. ;-)

One ginormous box left, too big/busted to tote-- but a smaller box, for fetching some of contents at a time, is ready and waiting for a warmer spell.

And I'm sorry-- but it was hilarious seeing how 4" of snow are a big deal here. Decrepit I may be, but I guess me and Newbie are northern-hardened, cuz it was not so bad to deal with after the driveway was plowed by the mow/blow/snow service. I shoveled to the garage, being old enough to have set the shovel handy before the brief blizzard.

~Susan