I'm still waiting on a W-2. I'm been assured it'll be finally mailed out this week.

I need to change my relationship with the landfill. I have felt so guilty for looking at some of this clutter and thinking "No one will want this, it's old and battered, and only Hubby saw usefulness in." I do not have the spoons to sort these things, and it's not fare to shift the "trash this" onus onto the thrift stores, even though they're actually paying people to throw stuff away.

I've simply got to buy a bunch of boxes, force myself to clear a spot, and start doing Metal Recycling, eBay, Thrift Store, and trash and paper/plastic recycling, which I have bins for. Oh, and electronics and household chemical recycling, there's a city drive for those next Saturday.

I was raised by Depression-era parents and married to a man who knew what it was to be poor. All my life, throwing something out that wasn't objective garbage was considered an admission of defeat. And I've got to stop saying "Oh, someone may want this." Still, SCA fighter season is beginning, so I can put out feelers for people who want armor scraps, but I throw it out instead of exhausting myself trying to find someone to take it, that's not a moral failing.

Tomorrow I go to U-Haul or someone and buy boxes. When the going gets weird, the weird get organized.

Happy birthday, Tom!

Brenda, I'm really happy for you. Recognition and appreciation really make work so much better.

I was raised by Depression-era parents and married to a man who knew what it was to be poor. All my life, throwing something out that wasn't objective garbage was considered an admission of defeat. And I've got to stop saying "Oh, someone may want this."

Man, do I feel this. I have so much stuff because of this. Also because of not having the spoons to deal with it. Ugh. Everything feels like an admission of defeat.

Happy birthday ,Tom!

I made mason jar solar lights. Only 6. Index finger numb. Hot glue gun better than previous executions.

I love my friends, but dear god, if I haven't replied to a fb mssg and phone calls, at the usual time you know I swim, blowing up my phone and cell just annoys me. I WAS IN THE POOL. I will respond as soon as I've had 2 seconds to get in the door and check all the devices that are beeping at me and the cat racing around with grass sticking out of his butt, ok?

And now I need to go make up the spare bed, because I have company tomorrow night.

Here is an example of why I have Too Much Stuff.

I got a newer style plunger to deal with a clog that the traditional style failed at. I started to throw out the old one, but then I thought, "Suppose I want to make a Dalek?"

I got a newer style plunger to deal with a clog that the traditional style failed at. I started to throw out the old one, but then I thought, "Suppose I want to make a Dalek?"

Tim lives by this code.

I hear all y'all with the having too much stuff for Reasons.

I will say, I feel much better in general since I decided that defeat was okay.

Two glasses of wine into the Seder. Once I eat the Afikomen, no more food, so I'll need to think before I take that step.

Get rid of the Stuff. You will feel better when the Stuff is gone.

People say that with great conviction, but I'm not sure I believe it.