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Whacking and Hacking

I did some work in my hobby space/office this morning. The drawers I plan to remove this summer are empty. However, the piece on top of them is NOT. Nicely, the bookcase which sits nearby is mostly empty, so I started the process of moving things from the top of the drawer units to the bookcase this morning. After that’s done, the top DH added can be removed. THEN the floor area needs to be cleared enough so we can get the small dresser and toy chest out and then, finally, the drawer units.

It won’t be tomorrow, that’s for sure!

However, there’s progress. Pieces were culled and added to the “flea market” stack, going to the storage, when convenient.

We got rid of the chair which has been lurking on the porch all winter last week, it went to the dump. It had checked (split) and neither of us thought it would sell, so off it went. It was a good, oak chair, but we couldn’t sell it, we tried in two shops, at various price points, nada. So it sat and sat and sat, and eventually the seat became checked.

Still  to be removed is the old flat file. That was waiting on better weather which we have now, but with both of us being sick, it’s way down the list, It can stay where it is, it’s a wind break on the porch.

DH examined the laundry vent, which got bent off 90 degrees by ice this past winter. It’s going to require patching, a diverter it should have had to begin with, and more sealing than it apparently had too, sigh.

THAT job is going to delay my moving the wood piles. We had one which fell over last winter and the plan has  been to move a lot of the wood storage to the porch. That has to wait until DH is done with the roof project. Since I didn’t want to move the wood 2x, I figured I’d just load it onto the porch around now. Hmm. Not now.

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Photo by Debby Hudson on Unsplash

I did get the last of the unstacked wood stacked yesterday. The last fall delivery was dropped at the lowest point of our driveway, the wood on the bottom was pretty wet, even sitting on a tarp. I had a plastic pallet,slated to go to the dump, but what the hey, I used it atop the lower tarp, wet wood stacked on it, put the 2nd tarp back on top. There’s not much there, only about 20 pieces, but it has a chance of drying now and it probably didn’t before, it would have just rotted.

Yes, I’m still getting things done. Yes, I still feel fine, and then have no energy, like water running into sand. It’s inching forward, but it IS forward. I am whacking away at it.

(Hacking is what I sound like, mostly, if I’m not croaking trying to talk.)

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!

What I’ve Been Doing

Aside from the ironing the driveway thing I talked about in the last post….

Two days ago I removed all the magazines which filled the bottom drawer of the filing cabinet. Got rid of the immediately obvious culls: dupes and things I’ll never use. I organized them in the bedroom where I can go through them as I can to pull wanted info out or pitch them, whatever. (They’re also neatly stacked.)

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(This photo IS mine. It’s the storage unit, or one of them anyway in 2013, so 6 years ago now. I have a LOT fewer boxes these days!)

Yesterday I worked on the storage move and brought home 6 boxes of “go through these” books. I did. The first box was romances. A slug of them are waiting to go to the dump’s swap shop, some are in a spring flea market box. A box of them will be given to a friend who’s a romance writer to take to a meeting. A few (6?) were valuable.

Earlier this week I called one of my previous antique co-ops about renting a glass case. I don’t have a place to sell really good books when I leave the current shop 2/15.

Today? Today I finished the file box of romances and went through all of an egg box (50-70 books) of mysteries/thrillers/spy novels. They also got sorted: swap shop, too good to give away, and flea market books.

Two of the boxes in the car are labeled that they’re DH’s books from an earlier office clean out. Guess? Many of them will be old computer books and will go to the dump, probably into the paper recycling. There’s one more box that I remember in the car. It has sf magazines in it, at least on top. If it has complete year lots? Cool, it’s booth or flea market. I have no reason to keep an odd issue here or there, but have 2 years of this magazine missing 1 issue each. . . maybe I can fill those holes?

There are 3 wire crates, 2 typing tables and other items slated to be put into the antique store for the last month I’ll be there. (I’m having a “container” sale.) Anything which doesn’t sell is either going to auction, will be donated, or taken to the flea market in the spring.

Oh yeah. I also have a few things in the car to consign.

So, see? I’ve been busy, but not talking about it much!

The 2 boxes marked for DH were gone through Friday eve. The outs will be researched, but many of them will find their way to the dumps swap shop no doubt. That’s 2 more boxes outta here!

Attitude Adjustment

Things are definitely different here. We’re off to work on the storage today. I have a large bag of papers to take to Staples for shredding. It’s expensive,but will get the approx. 1 file box of papers out of our lives for good.

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Had to move a box for DH this morning, so I went thru it with the idea of culling the books down. Came up with an immediate 2 books to get rid of, they’re going out today too.

These days, I toss something in the trash and think, “2 cubic inches more of my life free!”

Sure is different!

J

Also different: 3 more bags of garden materials were bought today. They are already spread out in the garden, the packaging dealt with, the cart and tools put away, and did some raking before I put everything away. The materials are in their permanent home, the trash dealt with, and not only did I do the “new” stuff, but the remaining upkeep has been lessened too. DEFINITELY DIFFERENT!

Happy New Year: Toss List

I tried to do what I’ve done in the past, that is take one of those “get rid of these 30 things” lists as a new year’s step towards minimalism.

I couldn’t get past the woman’s graphics, links to snapchat, etc. It seemed that I would clutter up my life with her or other’s lists about decluttering.

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I made my own, smaller list.

  1. Deal with anything which is broken. Fix it, dismantle it for its pieces if you have a plan for them, or take it to the dump.
  2. Dispose of or deal with anything which is out of date — almost always consumables, food, health or beauty products.
  3. Donate things which aren’t broken, have nowhere to be put away (so you’ve moved them around for a while) and you haven’t used: food, clothes, books, tools, etc.
  4. Shred financial paperwork more than 10 years old unless you have a compelling reason to keep it — keep mortgage and insurance papers which are still current, but shred old paycheck stubs, deposit slips and such. (Ten years is how long the IRS keeps files active.)
  5. Go through the stuff you’ve kept (this will likely take all year): books, magazines, knicknacks, clothes, frozen food, etc. and decide if you really want or need this now? If not, donate, sell, or toss it. If you keep it, make sure it’s clean and has a spot to be put away neatly. If you try to donate or sell it and it doesn’t work (I’ve tried to donate things thrift shops wouldn’t take, I think most people have!) have a back up plan.

That’s it. This covers everything: furniture, art, clothes, health/beauty products, food, building materials.

If you need to be reminded of specific items to toss, cull, edit or whatever, there are a lot of lists out there. Seems simplier to me to use principles instead of specific lists. I’ve never found a list which fit me, so aren’t they a waste of time?

Hopefully, this list isn’t!

Happy New Year —

Jenny

 

Yesterday & Today

I removed, culled, cleaned and replaced the room divider boxes for the dining room. I also worked a little on the front storm door and the two brown outdoor chairs and the cleaning plan.

I’m left with the part that has me overwhelmed today, the stuff piled up under the counter, on the floor below the counter where the room divider boxes sit. There is not only too much stuff in the room I’m clearing, but there’s NOWHERE to put the stuff I want to keep that’s cluttering up the space.

There are three categories of stuff that I know of still stashed in the dining room: the hand wash which my helper and I bagged up 2 weeks ago, craft supplies, and boxes of books.

The only inspiration I’ve had about the book boxes is to make a rough guess as to how many shelves the new large bookcase will have and its linear capacity. Then figure out many boxes of books that means I can keep. If I do that, then I can figure how many boxes of books I can keep, and how many to cull. I’ll be using my own technique for estimation, just doing it backwards, approx. liner footage = how many books I can keep. See (link) if you’ve forgotten what I’m referring to. Meanwhile, I keep moving the boxes of books  around, which is just nuts — and overwhelming.

Added info: The tomato boxes I prefer for hardcover/trade storage hold approx 1.5 linear feet of books per box. An egg box, my preference for mass market paperbacks, holds approx. 4.5 linear feet of books per box. (1:4o p.m.)

The other main category of “stuff” parked in the dining room is craft supplies. Hopefully, some of that congestion will start to be eased when I finally (yes really!) get to move things into the new booth — Thursday this week. Finally! Just heard from the woman who owns that shop, she wants me to hold off for 2 weeks,  pending her SBA loan. If she gets it; things go as planned. If not, then we’ll see. Pfui! (10:00 a.m.)

But the empty space the first cut at the great craft supply shift created has already been used up. The stuff was moved to the storage a week or two ago — so no joy for the dining room congestion, right now.

To get more room, I could take the new items and what I know is set aside and pack the car. That will relieve the congestion, for a moment or two in the house/dining room.

And I guess this is what I have to do today: estimate shelving, then figure quantity of books I can keep, by the box. Also pack the car with the craft supplies which are currently cluttering up the dining room and kitchen area to take to the storage tomorrow.

In between there, just to do something different, I’ll probably work some more at returning the laundry room to where it was and on the storm door.

Other news re decongestion of stuff: a family member is likely coming sometime this summer to get a dresser, the coffee table, and a few other odds & ends. The dresser will create space  in my office, which will be most welcome. If two people come, then we can probably get the table out of the kitchen to the antique store, [Done!] which will create a hole there as well. (That’s in the next part of the kitchen I need to tackle, after the dining room.)

The road goes ever on . . . .

J

 

Ratwheels Forever

Okay, okay all ready! Yes, I am READY to move on with my life.

But, but I’m weighed down by previous work obligations and all the stuff. I’d get a dumpster and have a “pitch it” party, but you might as well make a big target on my back , point and say,

“PTSD — HIT HER HERE!!!”

This is what it feels like to be trapped in an Isben play, I guess.

Whopee!

I got here.

I don’t hurt.

I didn’t flashback with a major revelation.

I’ve waited for those two things to occur together for 58 or so years. And I’m bogged down with all the strings, ties, stuff: emotional and physical trash that I accumulated to deal with  the undiagnosed PTSD and abuse issues for most of a 1/2 century.

The mechanisms and stuff helped. It kept me safe. Now I’m not afraid to see what it could be like to live in a neat house, but I’m afraid of going too fast — because that’s always brought the issues up before, and I don’t know if it still will — but it always has, for 50+ years.

Will someone please just find the F’n switch for this stupid ratwheel I’m on and shut the stupid thing OFF already???

Bet: it won’t happen that way. I have to clean up my own mess. I have to keep fighting. I have to push on and on and on. Which, considering that I stayed alive at birth, as a preemie, when they expected me to die, means if you’re me, I’ve been fighting since my first breath. They expected me to die at the first suicide attempt, when I was 16, didn’t. I almost did the 2nd time I tried at 19, but I  didn’t. Had the motorcycle accident which could have left me brain dead or just dead, didn’t. On and on.

I’m alive. I don’t hurt. That took 58-9 years. Now what?

Well, “now what ” is that I have to deal with more backwash, more stuff, more things and mechanisms I had created so I could cope.

Part of me wants to PARTY! CELEBRATE!!! Find a new direction and go thataway!

But I have several 1,000 books to get rid of, first. I have a new way to live to learn, first. I have to learn new skills because the new me is more aware of my shortcomings than my old self (I was too busy hurting.)

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SLOG-SLOG-SLOG-SLOG-SLOG- ad nauseum.

And yes, I’m sick of this. I’m running out of energy and I can’t do anything but deal with the vestiges of my past, even though I’ve spent all this time/energy learning to cope with it.

Yeah!

This pity party stops here.

How I ‘ll fix this I have no idea, but I’ll find a way. I have to believe that or I will go mad. I’m just tired.

J