Category Archives: Culling

Box of Books

is going to the dump’s swap shop and the I have an arrangement for someone to take the 3 boxes from me, for a bookstore, on Friday. Hurrah!

So that’s 4 more going away. Yay!

Tomorrow I go work on the storage again and pick up accounting info.

Then I’ll unload the boxes I bring home, put the 3 boxes in it and new books for the antique store booth (the books which are there have been there a month.)  The booth books will be entirely replaced. There’s not much there, but what is there will be gone. I need to get the book customers used to the idea that if they want it, they need to buy it. I have other ways to sell books, wholesale I admit. But wholesale is better than no sale and I’m getting out of the business, right? So, they’ll probably go to auction.

So, today I need to go through the end of the last load of books which came home in my car. (We loaded DH’s car up too, but there’s no way I can get through the end of what was in my car AND what was in his in the next 3 hours or so!)

Anyway, that’s the plan.

I may (or may not) take some books and donate them somewhere. We’ll see.

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Yesterday’s Culls & Today’s Progress

The drawers from one of the kitchen cabinets we removed (the case will go Weds.) a small box of books and a box of tube and spring pans.

At one point, I had the crazy notion I would make a Christmas Tree display for cookie cutters from tube pans, with the spring pans as a base. I never did. I never use pans like that, so the entire box went to the dump’s swap shop! I hope someone who needs/wants such things finds them before they get recycled.

Today? Today I started setting up my organizer. I had bought a journal in December or early January for this, when I decided that I would never find another copy of my beloved 2018 organizer. I had been looking for something which I could convert into the format I liked. I found one, then kept forgetting to get it out of the car. I finally did that Sat. morning when I knew I was going to the storage and needed all the room in my car for other boxes coming home.

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What’s NOT in the house!

(This is still my image, but much of this is gone. Or I hope so!)

Anyway, I dug the blank journal I’d bought out this morning. Made up the monthly sections. Figured out the calendar design. Did January and February, and need to do the rest. But it’s in process instead of in a box, definite progress!

I had DH bring home food from one of our fav. restaurants today when he was working remotely. Dinner prep. for me will be making veggies, and that’s it. Easy.

I have another batch of books to go through, of course. There’s about 5 paperback boxes in the car, that’s another 250 books or more.

A bookstore (bless them!) may have someone who can take 3 boxes off my hands this weekend. That would be wonderful!

We’ll see.

Slog, slog, slog, same ol’, same ‘ol. Slog-slog-slog.

I will finish this before I die; right?

J

Slog, slog, slog. . . .

There’s 75% of another book box dealt with. The box of used checkbooks has been gone through and I filed what I could — I ran out of supplies.

There’s 2 boxes of books to be donated at the swap shop Wednesday. A sealed box to go to the storage for the flea market, whenever. Two partial boxes in the living room also for the flea market, one books, one not.

Progress of a sort.

Did a little writing, a very little writing.

Have I mentioned that I hate winter? Everything, or nearly everything, gets put on hold, or feels like it should be.

DH on the other hand, got the 2nd set of new lights up in the kitchen. Hurrah! I can actually see in there when I’m cooking!!!  And we talked about my problem with the current kitchen cabinets. I want to paint them. Partly because to me they always look dirty; even when I’ve just cleaned them. I dont’ mind cleaning things, but I purely HATE cleaning things which still look dirty afterwards!

Today I did laundry, dishes, the checks, and books. DH did dinner, we had leftovers, so it was just reheating. I was all prepared to cook, but he reminded me that we had pot pie to eat, so no cooking for me!

Slog, slog, slog . . . .

And so it continues. I’m tempted to quote Tolkien: “The road goes ever on . . . .”

end of road

New?

My email provider has been bugging me to increase the size of my email file. I don’t want to, as the bulk of what I’ve kept are unread promo emails. So, I started culling email last night. I used to have I think it was 80,000 unread emails. These days that’s down to 28,000.

This morning I was standing in front of the wood stove, something I do in the winter a fair amount. I’ve discovered that the most productive thing I can do while standing there is sort papers. This morning it was going through the last of the yesterday’s ads and coupons. That’s done. Sometime later this morning, I’ll grab a slug of papers out of a box and start on those.  Or, I’ll go through the coupon folder and make sure I know what expires this week.

Sorting paper while standing in front of the wood stove is remarkably productive and gets a job done which isn’t my fave (how I got all the papers to start with).

We didn’t make it to the dump yesterday and when we went Saturday, we just took 2 bags of books. I’ve generated another small bag and DH has it and will donate those today.

Are you seeing a pattern here?

This is exactly like the frugal food idea, that is, have a method in place (a recipe) to deal with the excess and use it, regularly. It’s new for me.

I have cookbooks for using left-overs, but I hadn’t, until recently, made up a list of what to do with specific items.

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(Image not mine, don’t know where I got it, sorry!)

I didn’t have a plan, for email or for food stuffs, until recently. The paperwork I’ve been doing for a while, especially going through the Sunday papers before we acquire a new set, but not necessarily the going through the file/toss papers — receipts, bills, etc.

So, less stuff: unwanted electronic data, paperwork, books, and less food waste. It’s all good!

More Food Musings

Because of the frugal food analysis, I also got down the seed box.

I got discouraged with our veggie garden a couple of years ago, I planted 4 tomato plants (at a cost of $8 each for mid-size, organic, yellow tomato plants) and something ate two of the plants down to the ground. We got 4  fully ripe tomatoes from the other 2 plants and about 4 smaller green ones before the season ended. Tomatoes for $4 each just didn’t seem worth the effort, right?

So last year I just let the garden go. We had a wonderful crop of weeds.

I remembered what I wanted from my garden tonight, even with the farm food, and that is grow things I can’t really get enough variety or quantity from the farm: greens, beans and not red tomatoes.

So I started looking at seeds at my favorite supplier and got down the seed box. Which, because I haven’t planted a garden in two years of any size was chock-a-block full of seeds, some as far back as 2010! I put 52 seed packets in the trash can with seeds in them and 2 empty packets, which I’d kept for some reason.

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(Image isn’t mine but from images.google.com .)

No seeds in the box are from last year, most are from 2016. This means I’ll spend weeks testing seeds and more will get trashed. But that’s good because it will make me do another cull BEFORE I order seed! (I thought I’d culled the box last year when I moved it. Apparently not, I just put the lid on the box and put it away untouched.)

So, today I took 2 bags of books to the dump’s swap shop and tossed 52 seed packets.

We have been working hard on figuring out what’s next for the house: what we want and how to do it. One thing we decided we wanted is prohibitively expensive, unless DH builds it and even then it’s not cheap. That got tabled and we decided he should work more on the other projects. The big DIY project uses jigging and the company which sells that has a sale or two each year. We decided to try and buy the jigs on sale and maybe that’s it this year and tackle the project itself, materials and hardware, next year.

Things are selling at the antique store, which is really nice, since I only have 3 more weeks in that booth! On the other hand, I don’t think anything has sold in the new book booth, but I need to redo things a bit before that will happen I guess?

 

Stuff Out

Been going through that 2nd box of paperbacks. Most of them were taken to the dump’s swap shop. Some of them are designated to go into flea market book boxes and a few, very few, are slated to go into the new booth, with the other high-end books.

The first booth actually made money the last period, partly because my landlady bought 6 book case boxes and 2 display cases from me. So that’s good, it will generate a check for the end of the year, always helpful. Otherwise, they’ve agreed to take the marble table as a consignment, so we don’t have to move it HURRAH!

So, I am keeping on. It has been bitterly cold and I’ve been wanting to do my best imitation of hibernation for the past few weeks, my usual response to winter. Hibernation is such a sensible response to winter; I wonder why humans didn’t adopt it?

My reading consists largely of nonfiction these days. Aside from books to assess, my desk has on it books on frugality, eco living, root cellaring, a history of the 60s, etc. Non-fiction nearly all of it, where I used to almost exclusively read fiction. Big change!

So that’s what’s new!

When I went to the storage last weekend

I brought home 4 boxes of books. I unpacked 3 of them today. Researched 1, so it’s sorted.

The last one is the 3rd egg box, so it will be full of 50-70 paperbacks, again. But I have to go through the books I’ve already unpacked first.

I haven’t quit, but got discouraged, as usual. I get these huge surges of energy and ambition, but there’s just TOO MUCH to make a big dent, in even a week. I can see progress, but I need MONTHS of intense work before this is going to actually be done. April may be (shudder) about 6 months less than I need. I hope not, but…

Anyway, I loafed, relatively speaking this week.

And, because I know when I’m inclined to loaf, if I beat myself up about it or force myself to go on, at least with the house work, the PTSD starts screaming. So, I let myself loaf.