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Transformation

This is the room where I temporarily stored all of the things from my favorite person's apartment, along with some bins of my old documents and papers that I needed to go through. One of my goals for 2024 was to entirely clean out the space and turn it into a workout room for me and my guy. I took this photo on January 6th to document where I started with what would become the biggest spring cleaning job of the year.

I took this photo on April 23rd, about three days after I began sorting and donating things. I was frustrated at the time, because while I can make decisions quickly, no one else involved shares that trait. I also wanted to finish this job by May 1st.

By April 27th I was finally making some real progress. Everyone else realized how hard I was working and finally stopped resisting. Stop by tomorrow to find out if I made my goal.

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