Just Another Game

I just finished another game, or should I say round, of "Move the Crap." That's right. I cleaned off the kitchen table. This involved making 6 piles - My things, Mike's things, Things that go in the living room, things that go in the bathroom, things that go in the basement, and things that go in the garbage. So I moved the crap that was on the kitchen table to their respective places - magazines, etc. to the bathroom, random toys, netflix envelopes, notebooks to the living room, paid bills, doctor's paperwork, box of birthday cards, books to the basement, my things were put into nice planners - disney or day planners, and mike's stuff is all in a pile waiting for him. Now what bothers me the most is that in a few days I will get the urge to clean out the bathroom - and the same crap I just moved there will be waiting. Or I will get the urge to clean out the end table in the living room - and you don't even want to know the crap that lives in there - and so I will move that crap somewhere else. And the worst? That would be the basement. See, I have this habit of just putting crap on the pool table down there, or the desk and then when the urge comes to clean the basement it's a weekend project involving lots of moving of crap and some throwing away of crap. This crap that I mentioned really isn't all crap - just stuff with no real home. Poor stuff. Or stuff with a home that I'm just too lazy to put it in (filing away paid bills, paperwork, etc) Sometimes I wonder if I had a bigger house, an office all my own, an extra guest room, would I find homes for all this stuff? Or would I just collect more stuff? How do you all deal with your stuff?
Oh and wait - there's more. I play this game between home and school all the time. Friday I went through some resource books and made a pile of some that were mine and that I would never use in preK and put it in my bag to bring home. And there it sat until today - when I took it out of the bag and moved it to the basement - where it will sit. I will probably keep it in this house for about a year, find it, and think, "Oh, I should keep this at work." And so the moving of the crap game continues - only with more action and more milage between moves! Today I found a scarf and thought "oh the kids would love to use this for dress-up" and so it's in my bag waiting to go to work. Where it will stay. Probably forever, actually. Wow. I found a home for something.
I did do some very good removing of the crap today. I took over 4 bags of clothes that Quinn has outgrown and that I didn't like that much the first time around to a donation center and about 6 boxes of stuff to my mother-in-law's for her garage sale. So that felt good, but I know we have more we could part with, I just didn't have enough time to find it all, price it all, and pack it all. Another donation trip may be in the future. And, you'd all be proud, I said "no thanks!" to looking through the garage to see if there's anything we might want (more stuff! In need of a home!)