Another Day
I haven’t been blogging as much here lately. Not that I don’t have things to say, but, well they aren’t that interesting. I’ve spent most of the last couple weeks packing up my house so that it looks open and decluttered and simultaneously trying to make my house more beautiful so someone will buy it. If you’ve never done this before, let me just tell you, those things DO NOT go together! How can my house be more beautiful if half of my closet is spilled out everywhere so I can squish everything into a couple of boxes? It is very overwhelming. I own so much junk. Just plain and simple junk. So, I’m also trying to go through and throw things out and/or donate to Goodwill or the Kidney foundation or something. I’ve been to Goodwill 6 times. SIX TIMES, and I have another giant box in my car right now for yet another trip. I had no idea I was this much of a pack rat. It’s very disconcerting to learn this now!! I’m too old to change my ways!!
Not that everything is horrible. I mean, cleaning out junk is sort of fulfilling. As is sealing up a full box worth of stuff I’m actually keeping. I always get a little thrill of satisfaction from that. Like CHECK one thing done. Check! And, as an extra bonus, I’ve been using the heck out of my Dyson, which still works beautifully. And the hose thingy is awesome. I sucked up cobwebs without climbing a step stool, and that is huge! But I have to admit, packing up all of Emily’s clothes and stuff did make me a little sad. I know it will be worth it once we move, but it’s sort of depressing to have her closet be empty now. No more fun baby stuff lying around. All her dollies in boxes. On the other hand, it has definitely taken my mind off of rumors and referrals for a few weeks. I’m too tired at night to obsess overmuch about where she is and when I will get her.
Anyways, that’s the update from me. I’m sure I’ll have more interesting stuff to talk about shortly. Meanwhile, bear with me.










