So I have given this a try. I met a great deal of resistance because besides being an alocholic, a hoarder and a general asshole, my husband didn’t feel I should have the desk back. I started college 3 weeks ago. I am starting a new chapter of my life. I am 47.
Here is before, with all of his crap. He is just like his mother. Any flat surface is a place to put shit. Any shit. All shit.
Now here is after three 45/10s. I had to clean the floor and the desk. I untangled wires and was very kind to all of his things.
Here is the after. I still have to tackle the top shelf and find a place for all of his shit, but this is exciting to me. Now I have a place to study and I am not using the kitchen table anymore.
OK Crap. Well, tumblr won’t let me rearrange the photos. You get the idea. Sorry.