Trust me, this time you absolutely do not want to see the "before" picture (which is why I didn't take one).
Howard and I are, in general, trying to purge ourselves of crap and do some re-arranging to make the MA house more livable--you know, a lot less clutter, a bit more breathing room and calm. The kitchen was a part of that, and I cleaned out most of my office (the file cabinet looms, mocking me). Other projects are underway, but incomplete--perhaps to be revealed later.
Today I tackled one of the scariest projects: the walk-in closet off the master bedroom. Aside from the load of clothes that I either donated or threw out, including several pairs of perfectly good shoes that I never wear, I also battled dust bunnies the size of Harvey (look it up--it's an old Jimmy Stewart movie). Cleanup extended to my bureau and (gasp) jewelry. It was quite an afternoon.
There is something so satisfying about cleaning and getting rid of things I don't need. Afterward, I love walking into and an organized, uncrowded space and just soaking in the peace that it brings me. Howard and I keep talking and talking about simplifying, but it feels like it's time to walk the walk.
Besides, as Heidi knows, I would rather spend three hours tackling my closet than working further on my promotion narrative...!