So, I started doing some serious unfucking of my room today. I unloaded a huge bin of clothes, set aside a few things to get rid of, and organized the rest... into giant piles on my bed, and that's as far as I got.
It's all stuff I'm keeping, and I need to figure out what to do with it all. I have a closet that's pretty jammed (and needs to be gone through), and a dresser that's mostly empty. However, I'm also running out of steam at this point, and kind of don't care if I finish. If I don't, however, Husband has to sleep in the recliner. But (justification!) he's sick and snuffly and sleeps better sitting up, anyway. It's my night at Other-husband's, so it doesn't make much difference to me.
Somebody give me a boot in the ass!
ETA: I mean that I will have a bed to sleep in aanyway, not that I don't care that Husband is sick. I realized that that was poorly worded and didn't mean to give that impression!