The Hidden Abundance of Letting Go: Clearing Physical, Mental and Emotional Space

There was a collection of about ten boxes that sat in a corner of my basement for about a year after my husband and I moved into our house in southwest Minneapolis. Why, I can’t really say. I guess, in all the unpacking, we just ran out of steam. Ugh, was what I would think every time I went downstairs to do laundry or feed the cats. Are we ever going to take care of that stuff?