And I lost track of time. I think I spent something like six hours taking stuff apart and sorting it.
Tomorrow I think I will start cleaning again, probably with the kitchen. Deal with the aftermath of Thanksgiving. And if it behooves me, maybe take a spin up into the studio and collect some like-minded materials for salvage and storage as well, since I know they're there.
At some point, I need to get/find/create more shelf space to store the sorted stuff. It's kind of weird finally collecting all this stuff together. It's like coming out of a thick fog.