Friday, January 16, 2015

The older I get the more I want to get rid of "stuff".  This week I sold two Kindles and an amplifier and a cassette tape player.  I am so proud of me.

I had a garage sale two years ago but no one came down my street and I ended up giving away most of the stuff in the garage.  I then took all the remainder junk to the local Goodwill store.

I have on my to do list, clean your closet.  I do so dread it.  I have at least four boxes of pictures.  Physical pictures.  One box is nothing but family photos.  Another box I have tried to keep in chronological order.  Another box is just the stuff from when I worked at the school.  I know I have twenty photo albums, at least.  People try to tell me to scan stuff and put them on discs but I don't see my taking a week off my retirement adventures to do this. I wonder if there a company that specializes in doing such work.  (Idea for my money making venture.)

In the past few months I have sold our boat, the extra winter tires, the girls old ice skates, some pickled beets that I canned (isn't that a scream?), the Kindles and the amp and cassette player.  I need to sell more stuff.

I'm thinking I need to clean out some drawers of junk and get rid of it too.  I realized yesterday, while I was putting on my makeup to go out, that I have four pairs of fingernail clippers.  And I have one in each of the two medicine cabinets.  There is also one in the family room by my lounge chair.

For those of you who don't know me, I have the worst damn nails of anyone I have ever seen.  Well not actually.  I have seen nails bitten to the quick and wondered how these people existed.  My nails break and tear and I find myself chewing the torn chunk off and running into the side of my nail.  Typing right now, I am in pain from my stupid nails.  I purchase a full year supply of horsetail which is an herb that really toughens up your nails.

I tried an experiment several years ago and gave up after three months when nothing happened to my nails.  And then on day about six months later, I commented to someone that I think my nails are growing.  Sure enough for about three months I was nail torn free.  It was bliss.  I then realized that that herb had really done the trick but I needed to continue it.

I made my new year resolution that I was going to take this herb this year and next new year's I would have nails.  I am so determined.  I purchased cuticle cream yesterday and some special healing hand lotion.  Will keep you updated.

I must confess that I also am a house plant hoarder.  I have 33 houseplants right now which includes a marjoram, thyme, sage, and rosemary that I bring inside every winter.  I also brought in a petunia and a geranium which were especially pretty this past summer.

I have a Norfolk Island Pine that is at least 8 foot tall.  I recently took on an Amaryllis at Christmas time.  I've never grown one before and it is very exciting.  After one month it looks like this:

Ta da!

I don't think I can get rid of my houseplants.  They are like my children.

And speaking of children, I try to give them their "stuff" back every Christmas.  They never know what they will receive from me.  I gave Addi and Jess their music boxes, that their great grand mother had given them as children, this past Christmas.

Now if I could get rid of the hubster's "stuff".  He is a worse hoarder than me.  He still has the rally equipment that he used as a teenager.  He is 62.  Oh well, I guess I do still have the jewelry box I had as a teenager.

Stuff!  Why do we collect such trivial nonsense?  We get an itch and scratch it with "stuff".  I do have several projects that I have never completed.  I wonder if there is a company that specializes in doing such.  (Another idea for my money making venture.  I finish your  What do you think?)


  1. Would someone please post a comment?

  2. Hey friend, I will be glad to post. You and I are on the same page in life. I think that we spend the first part of our life acquiring things.You know that you are on the downhill slide when all you want to do is find homes for those things. Maybe, it's because I've spent so much time sorting through my parents acquisitions that I just want to have the essentials. I've believed for so many years that we all have memories so you need to focus on making good memories of shared experiences - not just memories of things.

  3. Gladly friend. You and I are on the same page in life. My theory is that we spend the first part of our life acquiring things. Then, we start the downhill slide and start trying to find homes for them. Maybe, it's because I've spent so much time dealing with my parents' acquisitions, but I really only want the essentials now. I've believed for a long time that you need to make good memories - those of shared experiences, not things.

  4. Well, I will try to post a comment, friend. I think that you and I are on the same page in life. My theory is that we spend the first part of our life trying to acquire things. Then on the downhill slide, we try and find homes for those things. Maybe it's because I've spent so much time dealing with my parent's acquisitions, but I only want to have the bare essentials now. For many years, I believed that you should focus on making good memories of shared experiences, not things.