Donate? Trash? Donate? Trash? I wore these for a long time. They’re comfortable, but very worn. Indecision is slowing me down. Donate them and let the charity decide. I do try not to donate trash, but I know that shoes and socks are some of the most needed items.
Want a piece of property big enough to grow a substantial amount of food. May happen, may not, but I haven’t looked at these in the last three years and I can probably get them on Kindle if I want them. Bye bye.
We have sooo much stuff. A room full of stuff we don’t use. I’m going to start getting rid of stuff. One thing per day. I think I can do that. Even if I have to throw it away. Take a picture so I have a record. Post it here. I could pick rooms, or have a theme for a week or a month. One thing a day for year. I like it. Nothing overwhelming. No major life changing events. Just a slow chipping away at some of the crap that’s filling up my life and our house. I can do that. One rule. It has to be my stuff.
The clutter on my workbench finally hit the ‘can’t stand it anymore’ mark this weekend, and I can stand a lot of clutter. Between cleaning it off and preparing a bunch of coins to work on while on vacation, I spent most of the weekend at my bench. Not the most fun place to be, but on the up side, there is much more workable space on my bench and have upwards of sixty coins to work on while I’m away. I also watched all of the British series Bletchley Circle. I’d started to watch it a couple of times, but had trouble getting into it. It was much easier to follow after seeing The Imitation Game.
I did get a second coat of paint on the chicken coop. Still have to paint the back and the roof, but that’s going to have to wait until after I get back.
I’m very glad to have so many pieces in the works. Most of them are coins that have sold well in the past, but that I don’t have in stock right now. I’m hoping to have enough stock to get me through Christmas, but I think I’ll still have to finish more duplicates of my most popular coins. I need to put a batch of coins away, so I’ll pull the ones I need to finish when I do that.
I’m hoping the garden makes it through. The forecast has temps in the 80’s and 90’s for the foreseeable future and 10 days is longer than I’ve been gone for the past five years. The Spouse will water, but it’s easy for things to go wrong when the weather is hot.
I’m in the middle of painting the kitchen. What we really need is a remodeled kitchen. The cabinets are original equipment, circa 1975 and it’s just time. However, between vagaries of economy and employment, we don’t feel confident in spending the kind of money it would take to redo the kitchen entirely. So instead, paint, polish and few other cosmetic things to make me not want to burn the whole thing down. I hate our cabinets. First, they’re white (shh, I don’t have to tell you that I painted them white forever ago), second, the interiors are made of particle board. I can’t tell you how much I hate particle board. I loathe particle board. We had a leak under the sink and the particle board which formed the bottom of the cabinet dissolved. This is not the first place where the application of water made furniture turn to sawdust. I will make my own furniture with sticks and pipes instead of buying particle board furniture.
So anyway, particle board rant aside, I’m painting. My spouse didn’t think it was worth the effort, but I did and told him I would do it, and for the most part (things I can’t reach or are too heavy) I am. I’m tackling it in bits, a couple of hours every day after work. Unfortunately, this has left a lot of mess for over a week, but I’m getting to the point where I can put most of the stuff back. It’s still going to be a couple of days, though. Everything takes longer than you think it will. I need to wash the vertical blinds and I’m not sure how to get it done in a way that won’t leave them worse than they were before. Each job seems to expand into three more things you have to do before you can finish.
It doesn’t help that we actually use our kitchen. The Spouse makes beer, we both cook and very seldom eat out. Between us and the livestock, our floors don’t stand much of a chance. If I had known how much use that floor would get I would have gone down to bare concrete instead of using wood. But I’m making progress. A couple of hours worth a day. The bits I’ve worked on are starting to look better. I’m hoping it’ll look OK in the end.