I just made a deal with Hobbit - heaven help me. Her room is in a constant state of disarray and I can't stand it. She "cleans" it up... if you consider different piles in different parts of the room as 'clean'. I don't.
Today, after school, she and I are going to thin out her belongings. Some will go to storage. Some will go to charity. Some will silently slip off into the night. Initially, it was going to be all me and some trash bags but in the calmer light of day, I struck a deal.
Either way, change is gonna come and our house will be happier when it's done.