I'm so impressed by you. When I had to empty out my bedroom, I knew I should list at least the nicer clothes on eBay, but I ended up just donating everything out of sheer laziness.

I've done that also, two bags of vintage clothes in New York. But I have the space here to store things, part of why it takes me so long to work through all the stuff to list, but I am trying to both be really frugal and show mac the value of things even after we are done with them.

You = awesome. But we knew that.

I'm too lazy to do the ebay thing; packing things up and mailing them out is something I'm horrible at. However, I did take a bunch of clothes to a consignment shop a couple weeks ago, and I also brought stuff to the same consignment store in the Spring. I did pretty well with the Spring clothing, and I've made $5 so far this Spring.

I pack the stuff as soon as I list it, so I only have to print the label for mailing. McPhee actually takes the stuff to the PO now, but with a PO only a block away it does make the process easier. I should probably think about taking some of my clothing stuff to a consignment shop if it does not sell, there is one near my parents, but I think you have to make an appointment to sell stuff and Saturday would be my only day for that.

You = awesome. But we knew that.

What she said.

I NEED coffee!!! You know it's bad if I'm drinking a cup of coffee and still feeling that craving of "oh gawd, more coffee STAT!"

words with friends just denied me shoop. haters.

I have a question about how to resolve something that's been dogging me for years.

My dear friend Melisa, who was a writer and an artist, died in 1994. (We lived together for 10 years and she would have probably been my wife if laws had allowed it.) I've been carrying around her papers ever since. A lot of writing, all stories that were good but never finished, and a lot of drawings, all very good, mostly to illustrate those stories, and some of my stories. I've culled the collection a couple times, and it's down to two (maybe three) plastic storage bins now. They are very heavy. I've moved 11 times since then and carried it all with me, and I'm tired of the burden, both literal and emotional. Thursday I pulled the bins out of the storage room to put down the new floor, and the thought of shoving them back in there again is finally more exhausting than the thought of doing something about them.

Finally to the question: what do I do with them? I cannot bear to throw them away; they're all that's left of her, and really, they are good, it would be a shame. I can throw away the doodles and half-finished drawings; she would have herself by now, but the finished stuff, I'd like to put on deviantArt. She would LOVED deviantArt. The writing, I don't even know. I doubt I'll ever finish her stories, as I once planned to do. Obviously I can't really publish them, but I could put them on deviantArt, but I'm sure there's a copyright, and I REALLY don't want to involve her family in anyway, especially in a legal way. (They didn't like me. I corrupted her, you see.)

Thoughts, ideas, anyone?

Scan them, and send the originals back to her family?

Or scan them and upload them to Deviantart or one of the websites for original fiction? Not sure what to do with the originals, but a portable hard drive is easier to carry around than three boxes of papers -- on the other hand, it's much more fragile format, and might go obsolete.

but with a PO only a block away it does make the process easier

Mine is down the street, and a pass it every day. Yet, my paid bills were still in my purse for five days before I managed to actually drop them off.