Actually, it’s a big’un.

I started going through the studio, finally digging into the scrapbooking, sewing, fabric, and trims sections.  My friend was here, so I asked her if she wanted anything, and she said she’d donate whatever she didn’t want to a local school she supports.

So we started filling a large bag:

And because I’m nothing if not determined, we went through that space quickly, and ended up outgrowing a garbage bag.

Then two.

Then two, plus this:

For a grand total of FOUR HUNDRED AND NINETY THINGS.  Everything from art supplies to fabric to faux fur to unused socks (for sock monkeys) to ribbons to trims to paper to packs of vintage postage stamps and EVERYTHING inbetween.

What’s sad is that I’m not even half-way through the studio yet.   What’s sadder still is that I HAVE THINGS LEFT.  It’s not like I’m giving away *everything*.  For every thing I give away or throw away, there are probably at *least* two still here.

It’s downright embarassing.  And was completely out of control, obviously.

I just need to remind myself that it was a process in acquiring all of this; it’ll be a process in getting rid of it all, too.  At least it’s going to kids who need it now, and are drastically underfunded.  (Arts program funding at our local school district is nearly nonexistent.  This will help somewhat.)  And maybe I’ll be more likely to use what’s left.

I actually *maxed out my chorewars points for the day* doing today’s declutteration.  Seriously.  I’ll have a bunch to claim tomorrow for today’s decluttering, which is kind of nice.  AND I found my absolute favorite pan of cheapie watercolors, too — the ones that were toted along with me around the entire country over the past six years, having been lost three years ago.

I’m just embarassed by how much I have.  I thought I’d done a pretty good job of clearing out most of it, but it’s like a hydra in here — cut off one head and find that there are three more sprouting out of its neck.

I can’t wait to finally be free again.