The Secret Room

Does everyone have a secret room?  You know the one that you use to stash any extra 'stuff' when you are cleaning?  The one with the extra closet when yours is packed way too full?  The one that gets all the odds and ends until you have 'time' to decide what to do with it.  It's the one that you don't allow anyone to wander into by accident.  Gosh, I know I'm not the only one to have one; my friend told me she has one for sure.

My secret room is supposed to be a guest room, but if my husband helps me clean he puts any and everything that he can't figure out where it goes into my room.  I also use it as my closet overflow and have turned it into my dressing room, complete with my vanity and various beauty aids.

Can you guess where I'm heading with this?  I bet you can.  Somehow, and it seems like overnight, this room has turned into a total disaster.  I know I spend way too much time on my hobbies and having fun with my friends, but when did this room get so out of hand?  Now for the worst part . . .

My brother is planning on attending the Good Guy car show with his fancy rebuilt (all by himself) 1955 GMC pickup truck, complete with red paint and flames.  We have been planning this for a year now, so it is no surprise to me.  

Rocky's Ride

 Except this morning I looked around the room and thought, uh oh, Rocky is going to need a little room when he gets here.  He truly isn't very needy, but come on, at least get the suitcases off the bed from the last trip we took.

So, today is the day.  The day I roll up my sleeves to take on the deep, dark depths of the 'secret' room.  If you never hear from me again, you will know I never found my way back out.  But, just imagine all the cool stuff I might find when I'm in there!!!

Okay, now I'm supposed to have three boxes??  Is that right??  One to sell at a yard sale, one to toss, and one to donate . . . hmmmm, but what if I find something good that just doesn't fit in one of those boxes??  And why would I put stuff in a box if I'm just going to throw it away??  Oh, I think this organizing thing is just going to be too much for me to handle.  I hear some crystals and beads calling me to the studio.

Just how much room does one guy need anyway??  He isn't bringing his wife so it is just one guy.  No, I must be strong . . . I can do this!  Let's see, I've got the boxes, some trash bags, dust cloth, furniture polish, vacuum, and a nice little glass of ice water.  No excuses to leave once I get in there.  I'll get the fresh sheets out once this room is ready.  Oh, perhaps I'll get the camera for a before and after picture.  Uh, no, I doubt I would let anyone see the before picture so why bother.

Oh look, I've been looking for this book, I am so anxious to read it; perhaps I have time for just one chapter, I can sit right here on the corner of the bed . . .