Clean or clutterbust?

I have a blister on my hand from ironing. I have spent most of the day at the task. This has increased the washing pile with the 'darn, that stain didn't come out two years ago' items. I am more before hand with my ironing than I have been since before little bear was born. I still have ironing, just less. This is cleaning, or housewifery.

It is also clutterbusting as I have already pulled out a bin bag of clothes to go to the clothes bank (not adding it to total until it actually gets there) and hope to add more. Also I plan to get the last few bits of ironing done tomorrow (I guess a mere two hours) so that I can fold down the ironing board with a clear conscience knowing that OH has shirts for a week. The room has been too cluttered for me to risk putting the board down as I wasn't sure I would be able to get it back up without a serious battle. So I plan to take down the ironing board, clear, clutterbust and clean.

I fully expect to find another day's worth of ironing minimum once I get beyond the heaps. There is also a massive box full of old papers that have been downstairs for three years, untouched. I am planning to supervise little bear shredding - he lubs it. I really miss my old filing cabinets. Ideally I want to shred all documents that I possibly can, keeping the important ones and putting all reference numbers etc (but not passwords) into a file in Google Docs.

But then I can sort, stack etc in the dining room and walk in cupboard. At the moment I can't find things - like black bin sacks. We have a plethora of them, but somewhere, not in a logical place. That will, hopefully, change.

Also, I have been told that my sister in law will be babysitting on Saturday. I need to disinfect the house. All the house. Even the bits she will never see. I need to clean behind the wallpaper.

Also, I want to empty a cupboard that I have not opened in several years and have only the haziest recollections of what is in there. I put a lot of craft stuff in there, but the sofa is wedged against it and I haven't been in there for a while. I am not looking forward to it, to be honest, as I expect damp and mice have wreaked some havoc. But I want it clear to put the Christmas decorations in after Christmas and I want to empty it when darling father isn't around. He could well be forthright.

Does anyone want to bet on me having enough energy for all of this? Especially as I am too tired to write (have the next big chunk clear in my mind) and almost too tired to walk? I think I shall aim for self contained segments. Little bear permitting.