My house is a volcano of clutter

I keep hearing people talk about his book 7. Everyone says how it changed their lives and made them want to downsize.
Well, I don't need this book. I just have to open a door. I open the door to Z/A closet: 9 years worth of baby clothes. I open the closet under the stairs: 9 years worth of baby shoes! So I'm not doing spring cleaning. I'm doing spring scraping!
Johnny is like, "yay!" till he saw the 6 black trashbags of clothes last night that I was getting rid of. He's like, "surely, we'll need some of these" nope! I already boxed up the ones we'll need.
Tonight, I'm clearing out the office of books, crafties, plastic food, etc... he'll be so mad when he sees STACKS of books to purge etc, but time to do it before I change my mind and I'm not under stress.
I used to laugh while I read fly lady. She teaches you to clean your house to clean your life... I hated the things she did - and loved cleaning my stainless steel sink :which I don't even have anymore! but now I find that I naturally do that.
Johnny wondered why I was on a kick last night and then he had his AHA! moment "oh , you're stressed over your mom's situation. Well, atleast I get something out of this!"
So, if you're a sadeo masacist (yah, butchered that word) go ahead and ask me to volunteer for something you're doing, but I warn you, back up , or you might get steel wool and the magic eraser in your face!!!
like this year has in store: the unexpected