Yuck, yuck, yuck, yuck, yuck.

Spent a lot of time in my spare bedroom today going through stuff, pitching, deciding what to save, what to put in the yard sale--YUCK. Believe me, if you saw this room, you'd run screaming. SO much stuff that has been saved over the years "because I might need it someday". What am I, 80? I feel like I'm just moving some of it around to get to other stuff. It almost looks worse than when I started because it's spread out more than it was.

Yuck.