
I'm not done yet - this can be claimed like a certain character thrown on a certain cart at the beginning of a certain movie. This might just be because you never feel closer to death than when you're agonizing through a long overdue cleaning and reorganizing. In that case, I'm not dead yet! is probably a more accurate statement, as the first implies I might be close to completing a task. Nearly so, but not quite there.
Justin and I rebuilt the two pallets we had, shuffled around a whole cellar full of stuff, planted the pallets in the corner, and loaded one of them with holiday stuff. The second one is empty, awaiting long term storage type stuff, or maybe computers. Or something. The housewares/home decor stuff takes up a quadruple set of shelving, and very nearly fills it. The games occupy their own set of shelving almost completely. Deb's puzzles take up the better part of a quad set of slightly smaller shelving, and another single set sits empty. The weight bench and other assorted fitness type stuff is in its spot, the arts & crafts table is covered over and under with boxes of artsycrafty type ingredients and school stuff. Computer stuff - partially empty boxes and partially fossilized miscellanea - are gathered in two locations, and are likely to relocate to the unoccupied pallet. A couple of boxes of out-of-season clothes sit in one spot, a few boxes of toys in another, and a whole bunch of camping stuff is sprawled out by the weights. Several chairs and other bits of furniture line up along one wall. Paper goods and pick-a-nic basket stuff sits nearby. A stack of my stuff and a stack of empty totes (previously storing aforementioned puzzles & games) awaits a fresh supply of stuff to fill them.
Oh, and we swept up as we went along, cleaning up every time we moved something, so the floor will almost be clean by the time we're done. And we found about 100 cans, two unopened, and one A&W opened and halfway done. It was sitting in a very prominent location so we're not exactly sure how it got there... haven't had A&W in the house for months...
Anyway, the family room wall of the garage is now empty, 100%, right up to the aisle that usually isn't walkable. The aisle is empty, too, and swept up. All the previous occupants were given an eviction notice for at-this-very-moment. They didn't budge, so we had to grab them and physically remove them from the garage. They are now happily sorted amongst one or more of the categories mentioned in the part about the cellar. We've probably cleared about one-tenth of the stuff out of the garage (not counting the tools and mowers and stuff that actually will stay there, someday far, far away, perhaps in nice, fancy cabinetry).
Oh, and once the garage is clear, the Host of bikes will be relocated from their underground digs and forced to live in the garage, where they will be used far more often than when you have to lug them up a flight of stairs to take them out.