The chaos downstairs

I know I'm a slob, but I didn’t realize just how bad I really am—or “was” because I’m attempting to turn over a new leaf by organizing the dungeon that’s our basement.
In the last few days I’ve discovered a Gocco Printer, papermaking equipment, a box of old printing plates, at least two hundred rubber stamps, pictures of Paul Molitor, dozens of writing magazines, broken china, a box of weathered wood, a day timer from 1988…oh, and did I mention that I’m still in the furnace room?
I thought about posting a photo of the chaos today as a feel-good gesture because I guarantee that looking at my mess would automatically make you feel better about yours. But I decided against it. (Just too embarrassing).
On a positive note, I have started and already recycled a ton of paper. In fact, I felt so virtuous tonight that I knocked off early and played with my amaryllis in Photoshop.