Ok, don't get your hopes up - this is NOT that kind of adventure..............but it is funny if I can portray a mental image for you.
I moved from a house with lots of closets to a house with ONE closet - I'm closet deprived! A woman DOES NEED closets. But, being creative, I have four plastic storage boxes on wheels under the bed. I have six plastic storage bins in one storage area above the closet. These bins are filled with the opposite season's clothes, shoes, jackets, etc................
Twice a year I switch them out and herein lies the "adventure"! Everything currently in the closet has to be removed from the hangars, folded and made ready to go in the plastic bins. BUT I must leave one spot for the bins as I take them from under the beds or down from the high area. It is a symphony of movement. Not so much with the stuff UNDER the bed, but when it comes to the bins above the closet it necessitates a step ladder, strong arms and a flat head.
Yes, you read that right - a flat head...........like the women in the market have when they carry flowers, fruit, food or whatever. I HAVE to put these bins on my head so I can hold onto the stepladder handles as I go down the ladder. It is a sight I CANNOT witness myself, but it must look pretty darn funny. A Carmen Miranda act...........without the fruit or music.
The whole "lateral transfer of parts" takes about 3 hours. I'm sweating by the time I have gone up and down, because, of course you understand all the newly folded stuff that is now put in the bins has to go UP the step ladder.
I completed this task yesterday............I definitely have a "sense of accomplishment". Today I wore fall clothes and was darn glad I "did" the switch............(I did keep the swimsuit, and summer clothes under the bed however for the trip to the beach in January which I'll be more then ready for by then).
And then people wonder what I do with my time all day? Ha...........IF they only could see!