We spent last Tuesday trying to organize the house a little bit. It was pretty much a disaster area after all those guests and the craziness of sheva brachot. They'd been fun events but the apartment looked worse than - well, let's just say it looked bad.
After finishing up we played at the soft-play-area for a while, then when Buzz got bored we 'stole' some empty boxes from the trash pile at the back of the mall (ok, fine, Phil was hard at work unpacking the Gap's new stock - so she kindly allowed us to take a few boxes for Spring/Pesach packing/organizing.)
Having a 'house-guest' hog the guest room for a month meant that nothing really got hung up in the closet or put where it belonged. Instead, everything ended up piled on the coffee table in my bedroom. I decided to remedy the situation. I weeded through everything and pulled out a stack of clothes that I hadn't worn in about five years. I figure it's probably time to toss them.
I've been typing this post for over an hour - which is kind of mind-boggling - but be that as it may - I've got to make some dinner and then get Buzz to bed.