... from deep within the depths of the den closet

Hello. I am busy rediscovering the contents of the den closet at the moment. This is the closet where everything we didn't have a place for went when we moved seven years ago. In the Bible, all large tasks seem to take place in the seventh year, so I supposed this clearing out is meant to be.
I had no idea how large this closet is -- it is sort of like Dr. Who's TARDIS -- it is much bigger on the inside than it is on the outside. However, extensive editing is going on.

This was 20 years ago...

It is excessively warm up here on second floor. My dear daughter and I are doing our best to get it finished today. It is slightly disconcerting that I can still remember where I used to put things in the old house, and when I find them in the closet, I can still picture where they used to be in our old place.
Anyway, enough nostalgia. The pile for the Goodwill run is looking pretty healthy, and I feel less like I could appear on an episode of Hoarding, Buried Alive. All in all, my time is pretty productive at the moment, though I am in the throes of de-cluttering as opposed to creating stuff. I consider this process a necessary downside of being creative. Sigh.
There will be no photos of this process. It is just too embarrassing! However, here is a photo of dear daughter and I in the old days, working together on a cooking project -- which is more fun, but less cathartic.