cleaning out the clutter

For quite some time now, I've been putting off major chores around the house.  I've never been able to stay on top of the laundry.  Our bedroom is a total wreck, full of the laundry that I haven't had time to put away.  My office is the catch-all place if we're quickly cleaning up for company, so it's full of unnecessary junk.  The back hall is a cluttered mess.  The worst part, though, is my boys' room.  Oh, my goodness!  Not only do they have way too many toys, but they never put them away.  Maybe it's that there's not a specific place where they should put them away.  So, I've decided to tackle that daunting task.  After working on it for most of the morning and into the afternoon, I had to take a break.  I don't think it will ever end!  It seems that the more that I clean, the more of a mess I make.  Does that even make since?  I keep telling myself that it will get worse before it gets better, and it will eventually get better.  I'm trying to get it done before I have to pick them up from school, but I'm quite positive at this point that it won't happen.  My thinking is that it will be much easier to toss out the trash and throw out the toys that they haven't touched in ages without them being around.  I'm trying to get it all organized.  It's quite a task.  I should have taken a before picture just to show for the work that I've done today.  It's always a concern to me that my husband thinks (now that I'm home) that I'm not doing anything all day.  Really, I am.  Okay, so I stopped to write.  I swear; it's not procrastination!  I needed a break.  Don't we all sometimes?  Soon, (and I use the word soon lightly) I'll be finished with the room and be able to tackle the next room.  Hmmm...which one will I work on next?  I should probably focus on the task at hand and just finish it.  I guess that's what I'll do.