When my son moved back home it was wonderful and challenging all at the same time. He came back with all his ‘stuff’. We needed more ‘stuff’ like a hole in the head, and that would have been more comfortable given what we went through over Christmas.
His well-intention gift to me was to paint my office walls and his room! ‘Mum, I’m going to paint your office, and brighten it up!’ “Okay, that’s great son, when did you plan on getting that done?” His reply ‘Oh, just before Christmas mum, so it’s ready for you for Christmas day.’
Sounded awesome at the time, but for our son to paint my office and his room, everything would have to be moved out first, and this is where the upheaval began but the decluttering opportunity arrived. (more…)