In the end, I did throw a few things away and added quite a bit to the Donate pile. I also, thanks to my helpful husband, moved some things to basement storage rather than keeping them in this room (remember that cupboard that I cleared out when I brought stuff up to the bathroom?).
I know there is still stuff here that COULD go.
And, I'll confess that I did NOT go through every drawer and cupboard. At this juncture, I'm figuring if I have it stuffed inside something then I'm happy for now. I'm just frying the big fish this first time around. The top of that sewing cupboard (once my maternal grandmother's) is loaded with doodads, but they are all pretty important to me. Family things like the antique iron and glass candy dish and the wooden bowl that my dad made. Check out the photo of that happy little boy in the back. It's Mike! His grandmother took that photo.
But I found a "place for everything" for now, even when the room is in use. That feels pretty good. And that giant box of quilt batting in the corner is holding the spot for my washer and dryer someday. Ahem.
Speaking of the washer. Handy Husband fixed it, so I better get to it on making a molehill out of a laundry mountain. Nothing like having an exciting project lined up for the weekend ;-)