Mrs. G is doing a "spring cleaning" version of the heart of the home.
And while the heart of my home is a little dusty, I decided the sewing room is the place that needs some help. Or a shovel. Or a bonfire.
It wasn't always this bad. But I never put the Christmas things away. And then Frank pulled out all my junk from his storage area. Now it all has to go back into this closet:
Fortunately, there's room in there. And spiderwebs. But I don't know...Mrs. G's open house is on the 23rd. That's only a week away. What have I gotten myself into?