Panic!

I just realized that I have only few weeks to pack my life into boxes! Then I will be homeless. I can't come to MY HOME for three months. Before I leave, I need to go through all of my things, and decide what to keep and what not, sounds easy but isn't. There's lot's of stuff I've found from some vintage stores or flea markets over the years that I've fallen in love immediately when seen them. For some reason I never really use any of that stuff, it just piles up in my closet...but it's not easy to get rid of them, 'cause they are rare treasures that I've found! So, my idea is to pull everything out of my drawers and closets(and apparently make an even worse mess) and make a thorough inventory. If I haven't used something(or even remembered it exists) for a year I'll sell it or dump it. Sounds easy doesn't it?

Well it isn't! Like last night I sat on my floor and went through my "treasures", which means vintage handbags, lots of scarves and jackets, and almost cried about the fact that I have to get rid of them! It's like an end of an era, my teenage years,like selling my identity! (yes I know I'm being too dramatic..) Anyway I have too much stuff, nothing fits anywhere, there's a horrible mess all them time so I need to get rid of something. If it means selling my identity then that's how it shall be. Growing up hurts doesn't it.

Btw I've been planning my living room! I have loads of ideas, and found a gorgeous table from our country homes attic, didn't get any pictures of it though, but it's an authentic vintage table from 1920's or 1930's. Really excited about that! Going to post about my plans later.