conversations I didn’t know we needed. Here’s exactly how I handled it, what my kids claimed, what went to charity, and what I’d do differently next time.
The storage situation had officially gotten out of hand
I’m not talking about a cute little shelf of keepsakes. I mean roughly 220 square feet of storage spread across three areas: a basement wall lined with 18 plastic bins, a garage loft with 11 banker boxes and 4 oversized totes, and a second-floor linen closet that had somehow become the landing zone for
