Why is it when I get a bug up my butt, its the biggest bug in the whole universe? Again, I decide to clean my kids room. I have now re-arranged the closet removed a dresser for a more "open" look. Made beds, cleaned from under the beds, thrown out 30 gallons of trash. I realize they are boys and make more trash than girls, and are not super-organized like their Virgo mother, but geez, how do you collect so much gunk. I was only gone a little while. I found missing shoes, I've re-organized their bookcase. Now I'm re-arranging the bookcase in the front room. (Also their books) I'm afraid I've taken this too far. Its like taking a pill, once you've taken it, you just got to let it wear off or throw up.