Went “alright, it’s time to do the study (2nd bedroom I’ve just been throwing stuff with no other destination in since I moved in), prepare yourself!” only to find that after all the nibbles I’d taken it was basically a 1-day job: pile all the boxes of books in a corner for when the parlor bookshelves are installed, pull like 3 boxes of clothes to wash and go through (some of those “I can wear this if I just lose some weight…” ones I probably can now!), finally package up the litter stuff since Badger’s been going out that window for a decade now. Then gather up the loose documents & miscellaneous to sort through tomorrow, there were actually significantly less than I expected. All the writing/drawing/printing stuff was already sorted.

I did uncover a rat carcass Badger apparently brought in and left to rot years ago!

Like, just as I am staring down the end of my yard work queue (oh wait, there’ll be a few more things to do when it rains again) I’m seeing the light at the end of the tunnel on the house too, apparently getting everything together was in fact a 1-year task.