Today, the boyfriend and I went to the shop and worked for several hours. During the process, there were times when we really worried about how people could work in an environment like this. You'll notice, that between the first and last photos (two weeks), some areas we were able to clean up today, and others are more cluttered than they were during the first photograph. It was a pleasure to work together on this, we only cleaned for five hours, and it was just the right amount of time. We didn't get fatigued, but we also made some real progress. The problems were where we couldn't make decisions for my parents, in regards to keeping and donating things. Without my parents there, we had to simply consolidate into totes, tubs, and boxes, and shove the questionable stuff into the back rooms.
Hopefully, we made a big enough difference to win them over, or at least open their eyes. They're expected back sometime tonight, but I'm not sure if they'll go to the shop before going home. On the ride home we were suddenly very nervous that we might get a phone call, in fact, before we were even a block away from the shop we thought we saw one of their vehicles, and it became very real that we had probably popped their bubble. With some distance between us and the shop now, we are again feeling good about our progress. We're hopeful and even curious about what their reactions will be. But my boyfriend confided that he's glad I'm going back with him tomorrow when they will be in town for sure...just in case. I will collect updates to post for tomorrow night, including any reactions from my parents, or any further progress or regression.