Decluttering as therapy
Today my big decluttering discovery was the disappointment I feel about my dream library. We are so lucky to have this house that's big enough for everything we want, including a room just for books. Except it's not just for books, it's also for cat litter boxes. I've accepted this is the best location for the boxes, not trying to come up with a different arrangement, I just need to work through how this arrangement makes my library something other than the cozy booklover's grotto I dreamed of. But I still believe it can be that dream place! It will take a certain amount of work. To spend any time in a room with litter boxes, there has to be daily scooping and sweeping. Nick took over litter box duties 8 years ago when we started trying to have a baby. (According to science, pregnant ladies can't touch cat poop; I exploited this.) Let's face the straight poop here: I can clean the litter boxes. Somewhere Nick is reading this and a joyful t...