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 projects.com.  What do you think?)