Move out day!

What? Moving? Not the entire family. Just most of the contents of my daughter's room! I have had enough and yesterday was move out day! I am hitting myself for not taking a picture of the 'before' bedroom. I tell you it was horrendous! I can't even explain it. Our bedroom is right next to hers, so every time I walked towards my room I would catch a glimpse of her floor. It literally made me sick to my stomach!
Most who know me know that I like organization, I like for things to be neat and cannot stand a cluttered mess. So, we can all imagine how utterly impossible it was for me to leave the mess. She used to be our best helper, our good cleaner and my master organizer. I thought I'd cloned myself and gone to heaven. Well, the clone is apparently on strike! This girl had destroyed every inch of her bedroom. She had every shirt 'paired' with a pair of pants or a skirt and then thrown on the floor (usually on top of a toy or two). Every Barbie was laid out across the path, every polly pocket shoe, dress, hairbrush, etc.. all over the place. THEN, she decided to go into the kitchen and get some ziploc baggies to play with. She put one item in each baggie and had them hidden throughout the maze of toys and clothes. In one baggie we found a shirt, in another we found a bundle of yarn, in another there was a bottle nipple?!?, then in another you could find some money or maybe a plastic spoon in case you're hungry. She also had several paper gift bags full of 'items'. It hurts my brain to even remember the bulk of it. It was horrible! I've been threatening for weeks that I was going to come in and take away a lot of her things. She obviously didn't care or believe me. Yesterday after church I decided it was time! I bravely walked towards her room with trash bags, an empty large box, a new tote, and a new laundry basket (for organizing toys). After a long while of cleaning, sorting, organizing and pitching we can now see her floor again! I had forgotten how big her room really was.
In the end I pitched a couple of bags worth of junk that noone needs and have a partial box of some toys that we're giving away. She now has a proper place for everything and anything that is left behind on the floor will become my property (meaning the property of some really lucky Goodwill shopper).
She swears she won't ever let her room get out of control like that again. We shall see. At least if it does next time I'm going to remember to take a picture! Dh reminded me RIGHT after we got done cleaning that we should have captured it on film. UGH! Sorry that you missed out on experiencing the horror of the mess. Though, I'm almost betting I'll get a second chance to capture the moment. ;)