There’s people and more people. What do they know know know?

a cute, little house in Sacramento (not my house)

When Shaun moved in we decided to shove all his boxes in the garage and go through them when we had more time.
Time isn’t something we have a whole lot of…neither is space.

This last weekend I cleaned my closet for the 4th time since he moved in. Everytime I clean the closet I get rid of about 3 pairs of shoes and the space I make is quickly replaced with something else I own.

EVERYTHING can be found in my closet.

“Mom, do you know where the weed eater is?”
“Check my closet.”

It was time to get rid of some more of my stuff and reorganize the closet. I realized I am the Carrie Bradshaw of “Payless Shoe Source”. I had to get rid of 17 pairs of shoes to make room for Shaun’s things. In the space that 17 shoes use to live now houses 2 large boxes of “Shaun Things”. I also got rid of clothes, books and purses. Three of my favoritest things. The closet is now organized. TWO people now live in my bedroom.

Letting people in my life was easy. I’ve never had a problem loving one more person and sharing my life. On the other hand, letting people into my house is a whole other story.

Last weekend we moved Tyler into the garage. He’s happy to have a space of his own. It’s a place to call his own, decorate and put his stuff.
I was so excited to give up that space to make him so happy.

Even though we call the bedroom ‘Our room’, Shaun doesn’t really have much space for his things, except for the dresser I gave up. It was time to let go and let Shaun have some room in the closet.

I mean…he does kill the big spiders in the shower, he deserves some space in the closet. Right?