Memory Cleaning.

So I decided today that along with a small present, I am going to give my husband a clean garage for our 2 year anniversary.

The background info is that we have had a cluttered garage for about, well, 2 years now, pretty much since we moved into the house and 95% of the clutter is mine.

I grew up with a cluttered garage that only had a car parked in it when there was a hurricane coming and everything got stacked on top of each other. Therefore the idea of a cluttered garage doesn't bother me, but it does severely bother my husband (like an unpainted hallway bothers me, but that's a whole other post). I also enjoy an uncluttered life and home in general not that I am older, so this isn't completely selfless on my part.

So I know the question that remains is, "Jen if it bothers your Husband so much and you like an uncluttered house, why has it taken you two years to do??" The answer is the 'clutter' in the garage are my memories. They are boxes of things from college, high school, and even younger... and for me, it is so hard to just go through and say, "Sure, let's throw my memories away" even if it is a stupid plastic football from a William and Mary game my Junior year or a birthday card from my Great Aunt for my 16th birthday or my Busch Gardens Pass from when I was 9.

I know I'm probably a lot more sentimental than most, but this is not easy for me, and I can't imagine even a heartless person that wouldn't have a little bit of a hard time with it. My sentimentalness does come from my parents who would totally keep everything listed above, but while I do want to keep some memories, I realize that if I try to hold on to everything, we will constantly be tripping over my memories, and not giving room for new ones.

So wish me luck... and strength cause this sentimental goober is about to make herself a wreck over the next week.