not to us

I'm cleaning out the kids' toy room, and I need to be rescued.  In so many ways.

1.  The toys are winning.  I think they really can move themselves.  I'll go through and collect all the kitchen toys into the kitchen toy bin.  Then, when I'm collecting the train toys, I find a kitchen toy.  An obvious kitchen toy in the middle of the floor.  There's no *way* I could have looked straight passed it earlier, right?  Right??

(I'm losing my mind.  That's the first reason I need to be rescued.)

2.  This is a little ridiculous.  I've got eight bins filled with toys (blocks, cars, trains, kitchen toys, ponies, balls, baby toys, etc...) plus three bookshelves filled with books and toys.  This doesn't include the books and few toys I've already moved upstairs to Ruby's room.  Can my kids really play with all these toys?  Is it even possible...much less necessary?  I'm not going to give them away (yet), because I need to go through and see which ones needs to be boxed up for future foster children.  Sure, Burke may not play with rattles anymore, but our future foster baby might.  :)  

(Okay, so I need to be rescued from my wealth, but this part is kinda fun...to look at all the toys that are going to get third, fourth, fifth, and more turns from the kids who will be coming through our doors and temporarily joining our family soon!)

3.  I'm having some serious buyers' remorse.  I recently bought dressers for the kids' rooms, bookcases for the kids' rooms, and some toy storage bins.  So far, every drawer is filled and every bin is in use.  Every shelf is holding *something*, and the house truly does feel calmer.  PLUS, I got good deals.  I bought dressers on sale, bookcases from Wal-Mart or Target, and toy storage bins for a dollar each.  So why am I so upset about the money I've spent?  It's been spent wisely, and it's being used efficiently.  Ugh...

(Can someone please help me find the balance to analyzing my spending habits healthily??  I need to be rescued from OVER-analysis.)

Anyway, I just needed a quick break from the sheer toy-overload.  I'm heading back into the jungle.  Tomorrow, I'm tackling clothes.  We've been given about seven trash bags full of hand-me-downs for Ruby, and I just haven't gotten around to them.  (Mostly because they intimidate me.  If they organize, they could take me down.)  However, I'm trying not to think about it.  Tomorrow's business is tomorrow's.

Today, it's Toys.  Yikes...