Dresser. Bureau. Chest of Drawers. Whatever you want to call it. I can see it now.
There have been boxes stacked up in my room since the drop-dead date for handing my keys back in after cleaning the garage, because what with the tooth and all, I got derailed from cleaning it out as fast as I could otherwise have done. I've been plugging away, a few boxes a day, but with my school and Abby's and the kids' tendencies to fall violently in love with old toys they haven't seen in a gazillion years, it had been slow going.
There are a few boxes left - six in the living room and ditto in the bedroom - but the mere fact that it does not look like we just moved in is good enough for me! I can see the dresser. And the third bookshelf. And there's even natural light now; it is no longer all blocked off by stacked boxes. Amazing. There's now enough space (actual cleaning is a separate issue) for us to have Friday Night Board Games (we're taking a break from Friday Night Mage Game) tomorrow.
And I'll even get an hour or so to myself this evening. Sounds wonderful.