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:
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 projects.com. What do you think?)