40 Bags - bags # 21-23

I spent about 15 minutes working in the garage yesterday afternoon.

One bag of trash, one "bag" of plastic grocery bags that are going to the recycling bin at the store, and one "bag" of cardboard boxes, which we broke down and put in the bin. Remember the other day when I was lamenting because I'm not a hoarder? I was getting a good laugh at myself yesterday gathering together all the small shipping cartons and old grocery sacks that had been stuffed or stacked or piled around or otherwise stashed away in the garage because - and here's the funny part - I might need it someday! And also because for whatever reason it couldn't be dealt with at the very moment I had to get it off the kitchen table and so I shoved it into a pile in the garage. Where it has sat. And sat. Remember my new year's resolution to deal with things in a more timely manner? This is a perfect example of why I need that more to the forefront of my thoughts and not lurking around in the back of my head somewhere.

The garage looks remarkably better already, but I still have quite a bit to do. There are things I want to do out there but can't because of all the clutter:

• I would like to park my car in the garage for one thing,
  
• I would like to have the room to refinish some furniture (which is currently being stored out there) in the garage for another.
• I would like to be able to sweep out the leaves and pine needles that get blown in under the garage door but there is so much stuff in there that I can't really sweep except for around things which totally feels pointless and isn't very effective anyway.
  
• I would like to have an exterminator come and kill all the Daddy Long Legs spiders that are all over my garage ceiling but I'm embarrassed by "the mess".