Today, I tackled cleaning my room. This is my last week off before starting a new job so I want to get this house into shape if it kills me. I haven't really done much with my room in about two years. It is always the catch all. I'm really not sure how I got all that stuff in my little closet! I had a lot of fun when I found my kids art boxes from when they were in second or third grades. I kept everything. I had to stop and promise myself I would go through it all on a rainy Saturday. I found the box that had all their baby items from when they were infants. I had forgotten most of what was inside so it was like finding a time capsule. I wish I had labeled some of the stuff so I knew who's some items were. I found a bag of camo clothes I've been saving for Justin since before I was married. I just knew one day my son would love to have these clothes. I was right. To bad he's still to small for most of them but two shirts will fit. I found the big box speaker buried way in the back that was in my old ford truck. The speakers were dry rotted and ruined but the box is good. I couldn't bring myself to throw this away. Justin might have an old truck and who knows, maybe it will need speakers. I wish I had more things that I could give Megan. I do have an old doll that was her mothers. I guess she forgot it was here. I've kept it so I could give it to Megan when she gets a little older. It's nothing special or fancy but maybe it will mean something. I found a journal I kept the summer and winter of 1988. That was an interesting read. Lots of swimming and fishing and bike riding. There was no mention of texting or video games. What a different world. Maybe I'll let my kids read that one. I wish I could convey to my kids the significance of a technology free childhood. I just get blank stares when I try to explain how amazing there world is. I found wedding stuff that I would rather have not gone through. I thought I had purged most of that years ago. It didn't hurt it just felt wrong in some way. I found a hat I received from a factory during training seminar some years ago that I saved to give to my Grandfather. I never did. I kept the hat. Maybe I'm too sentimental about all this stuff and that's why the closet was packed? In the end all I really did was repackaged and condensed a lot of stuff, but it sure looks better. The little space I have left I decided to make into my prayer closet. I never understood what was meant by prayer closet but there is something important about getting alone with God. So that's two rooms and a hallway done this week and Wednesday I'm on to the kitchen and living room. I expect this little room will have been the most fun though.