Cleaning house...

So we're getting closer to being almost done cleaning out the old house. Most of the rooms are totally empty except for what we're planning on putting out for our moving sale.
Oh yes, we've finally scheduled our indoor moving sale for Saturday morning. I'm hoping that at least SOME stuff goes. I know not everything is going to sell, which is why we're going to be donating whatever is left to the Salvation Army/Red Cross/Good Will. Since most of it is still in good condition, i'm sure someone can put it to good use. One man's trash is another man's treasure...just don't tell Frank that. He is totally grossed out at the thought of giving our things away. Like we have cooties or something.
It's been tough getting rid of stuff, i won't lie. But i think we're doing a really good job. Yes, i'd love to keep 75% of the stuff we're getting rid of. But honestly, it's stuff i haven't worn in well over a year (and they say you should get rid of it if you haven't worn it in the last year), or it's things that we got and haven't touched since they day we brought it home (and some of that stuff is from when we first moved into that house and needed pretty much everything!).
Frank is having a harder time condensing than i am...go figure! I managed to pare down my clothes to fit in the closet (with the exception of my maternity clothes and my running t-shirts which will go in 2 plastic tubs in the storage room downstairs). Frank, on the other hand, is already trying to take over the girl's closets! He did that in the old house too. He starts by saying he just wants to "keep a few things in their closets until i make room", and then 2 years later it's all still there and he's ADDED things! My spoiled hubby, doesn't like any of his clothes to be touching. I guess i should get busy inventing something that will take the wrinkles out of his clothes for him...oh wait.

On a side note: his infected legs are finally getting better. They aren't totally healed yet, but they are most of the way there finally. You would think he would have learned by now to listen to me when i tell him to get something checked out. Guess we'll all see the next time!