I ended up spending a chunk of the afternoon scanning the rest of my great-grandmother's 1958 diary, and amending my 2016 taxes. Wild times around here.
msbelle, $500 isn't bad? But what decisions can be made even--like, donate vs try to sell again sometime/where?
Apparently my mom has one of those like 13" TVs with a built in VCR and she is insisting my sister can't get rid of it....for the yoga tapes that she has never unwrapped?? OMG. The movers come Tuesday and my sister was like "I can't do this holy god"
Oh god. Both of those are why I keep telling my mother not to worry about what's in the attic, because after she dies I'm hiring movers and a dumpster. She can never move.
Over the course of the day, I bought three shirts to wear tomorrow, and I may not wear any of them! Because they are all short-sleeved and it's supposed to be cooler tomorrow. We shall see. I'd keep all of them anyway, though. Choir dress code is just solid color on top, black on bottom.
Decide to:
donate
keep trying to sell on apps
contact dealers to try and sell and/or sell on consignment
meara - I feel for your sister. Sometimes you just have to let the person keep the ridiculous thing and sometimes you just have to chunk it when they are not around sometime and deal with the consequences.
Now that I've moved ten miles north of where I was, I'm in range of delivered Indian food. Chicken korma and naan for dinner in my own home. So yum.
I was behind a car with the license plate POO * EOR today and that was awesome.
I'm so glad I have nothing to do tomorrow but mow the lawn. And if I don't mow the lawn it's not the end of the world, I can do it Monday.
Made $40 bellydancing tonight. Crazy.
Food delivery is awesome. Also making money on belly dancing is awesome!
Jesse, we keep telling mom we will just roll a dumpster up. We kind of did last summer—you can get these like, ikea-bag type things that are dumpster size and then you call to get them picked up. But yeah, 35 years in a four bedroom house...and my parents are packrats...
Also I went out dancing and got a little drunk and was convinced after pizza to dance at a second place and now I'm in a lot of pain owwww. Time for an ice pack on my ankle. And painkiller. But fun times.
Happy Easter to my Buffista Peeps!
Happy Easter! There were no Easter baskets waiting for us when we got up*, so I can only assume that Murderbiscuit ate the Easter Bunny when he showed up.
*(We stopped doing Easter baskets for each other because we both have been cutting WAY back on sugar [for different reasons], and both of us believe that an Easter basket should be candy or nothing, so...nothing.)
Jesse, we keep telling mom we will just roll a dumpster up. We kind of did last summer—you can get these like, ikea-bag type things that are dumpster size and then you call to get them picked up. But yeah, 35 years in a four bedroom house...and my parents are packrats...
There are 3 areas in our house that are just about worthy of being on the Hoarders TV show: the extra bedroom, the attic, and the basement. We probably need to get the basement treated for mold, so we're going to have the 1-800-GOT-JUNK guys show up with a truck or dumpster or whatever and let them take 95% of what's in the basement. I cannot WAIT. If that goes well, maybe Tim will be amenable to tackling the extra bedroom.
I had chicken korma last night too but not takeout. We took advantage of being at the grandparents house for the weekend to go out.
