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Day… 10, I think?

Last night was barony meeting, but I’m going to count it as progress because a lot of things found homes. I took a trunk full of stuff and hardly brought anything back. I’m going to count that as my time for the evening. That being said, I’m not going to hold stuff waiting for the next barony meeting, but will continue to box stuff up for the Salvation Army.

Charlotte did reasonably well last night – I brought a couple of books that she hasn’t seen before, and she was mostly pretty good. It’s tough – meeting runs until 9:00, which is past her bedtime, but a lot of the time we don’t get to the real business until the very end. Unfortunately, instead of getting sleepy and slowing down when she’s tired, she gets manic. And loud. Bob took her out of the room last night when she got a little disruptive, so next month it should be my turn. I want to make sure that people don’t dread us showing up because of her. They may dread us showing up because of me, but that’s a separate matter.

Every so often I toy with the idea of taking the seneschalate just so that I can run the meetings with an agenda and a clock. Luckily I already know that I’d do a terrible job, so I’ll spare the barony that indignity.

I don’t know if there is going to be archery practice tonight or not – it’s all going to depend on how hard it’s raining at 5:30. Either way I need to address some basement things in advance of tomorrow’s trash pickup. As does Bob, but all I can do is keep reminding him.


*       I need to look at a bin full of mat scraps and determine if any of them are large enough to save for the person who is taking the large sheets of mat board. The little stuff – straight to the trash.

*        I need to take a look into the mat board boxes and see what are full sheets and what are partials – and can the partials be cut down in a fashion to make them more transportable.

*         I need to pull a couple of boxes out of the crawl space and confirm my suspicion that they do indeed consist of junk that can be thrown out – and then throw it out. In particular, there is an old (broken) laundry basket that is filled with “stuff.” I’m pretty sure that 90% or more of that stuff is trash. Including the basket itself.

*       I need to remember to take the baby chair down to the curb for the trash. It’s too worn for the consignment shop and the Salvation Army no longer accepts baby “gear.” I tried, they said “no,” it needs to be out of my garage. It was a hand me down that Charlotte never actually used, and it just needs to go.

I think that should take care of tonight’s obligation. If it’s not raining too hard and I have an iota of energy to spare I’m going to dig out some lilies for my massage therapist. I can bag them up and throw them in the trunk. I’ve also got the hundred and seven hostas from my mother that I need to plant, but for right now they’re happy in their bags and pots. They can wait until it stops raining.

Tomorrow is going to be Salvation Army logging and bagging to get another car load out of the house.

It’s strange – I appear to have gotten past the angst, and I’m actually enjoying myself. That’s a huge step for a pack rat like me. Huge. But it’s very freeing to not let the crap own you any longer. Just get rid of it. I got started by convincing myself that if I really needed something I discarded, I would buy a new one. So far, that hasn’t happened. And it’s so cool that I’m making space for things of my grandmother’s and for pieces that I truly love. This is beginning to be an awful lot of fun. Just wait until July, when we tackle the garage!


In other news, Northeastern Chimney is at the house to sweep the three wood-burning flues. That’ll probably be about $400. The two fireplaces probably don’t need sweeping from a safety standpoint, because we don’t use them that often. The woodstove flue on the other hand is likely a chimney fire waiting to happen. In the past that flue has generally been in good shape (relatively speaking) – we burn hardwood and run it hot. But I can feel that there is a substantial creosote buildup around the damper. I feel bad that they have such awful weather to have to be up on the roof. But I suppose that’s part of the job. They’re great folks – prompt, professional, thorough, and polite. What else can you really ask for? I guess I’m glad that the sweep the previous owners used were such asshats about things, or I might not have found the outfit we’re using now.

I need to pick up the pace again if we’re going to be “done” by May 9.



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Apr. 27th, 2010 02:17 pm (UTC)
This stuff is infectious. I'm taking a vacation day Friday and I've already painted targets on the stack of boxes in my room that need to be sorted through and dealt with. I figure that if I clear out and organise the plastic tubs, then I can use the cardboard boxes for Goodwill stuff.

The "read once and pass on" collection of fiction has Got To Go!
Apr. 27th, 2010 02:49 pm (UTC)
You're better than I. My policy so far has been "read once and keep forever." Purging the books will probably require therapy, but I'm beginning to contemplate it.

On the up side, books have *great* R value.
Apr. 27th, 2010 03:02 pm (UTC)
I have "read once and keep forever" books too. Lots of them. The "read once and pass on" ones are mostly fiction, and the whole "and pass on" bit of the program is where the problem lies.

I've still got my high school Chaucer -- and I was expelled in 1967, so you can see the scope of the problem. I have books that have followed me from England to Bahrain, back to England, and then over here.

I have boxes of books in the basement that have been unopened since I moved here in 1999.

Apr. 27th, 2010 05:04 pm (UTC)
see www.bookcrossing.com

Makes passing on your books more exciting!
Apr. 27th, 2010 05:30 pm (UTC)
I can see that working in completely the wrong direction! But thanks anyway.
Apr. 27th, 2010 05:20 pm (UTC)
You *might* be in worse shape than we are.

I have reflexively kept even the books that *sucked,* because I believe that throwing a book in the trash is Evil, and until we moved to Burlington I didn't have any other way to get them out of my house. This town library is delighted to take most anything you wish to give them, and they have two huge book sales a year to benefit - the library! I can feel good about that.

What I've decided to do is to sort them as I scan them into LibraryThing - I'll keep a box to hand, and the ones that were bad, or even the ones that were just "meh," can go off to the library to find a more loving home.

That will make room for new ones!
Apr. 27th, 2010 05:30 pm (UTC)
I don't think our town library takes books, but Goodwill does and so, IIRC, does the local homeless shelter.
Apr. 29th, 2010 02:21 pm (UTC)
A co-worker & I are trying to each give away 365 books this year... problem is, we are apparently giving a lot of them to each other!
Apr. 29th, 2010 02:24 pm (UTC)
PS This struck me as a hoot: "I’m going to dig out some lilies for my massage therapist"

...thus giving himorher flowers AND more work.

Thinking of Librarything... I recently ran across this alternative: http://www.goodreads.com/

Haven't really gotten much onto either.
Apr. 29th, 2010 02:30 pm (UTC)
It was Too Damn Cold out to go play in the dirt. Maybe next appointment. And believe me, after a week in the crawl space on my hands and knees, she doens't need any more work.

I can't really tell what goodreads is - it seems like you have to sign up to tell. I'm not interested in reading lists or social networking or anything, I just want a catalog of what I own. LibraryThing seems to do that very nicely, AND I can scan the barcodes for the data entry. Hard to beat that.
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