Now we are moving the piles of stuff - just, stuff - back into the room. It looked pretty large at first, and now it is getting smaller with every box full. I'm donating a bunch of stuff to a school, through a co-worker of R. It will be a while, because the first things out of all the flood water is also the stuff furthermost behind the bedroom stuff. At least I can now water my dining room plants without having to lean over the boxes to reach them, and hope the water was going into the plants. Some irony there, needing water.
|Dining room; almost completely full.|
|Living room with no place to sit.|
None of this includes the furniture in the garage that was too heavy to get it up the stairs.
My plan is to sort things as it comes downstairs, but I probably won't be able to keep up. Three piles: keep, pitch, donate. I have the stuff for a yard sale. but my neighbors say forget it, all they sold with theirs was sold to other neighbors. I got a nice file cabinet at the last one, a commercial one, not a flimsy made in china one. But even if we haul it to a flea market, the effort of doing the whole set-up, sell, haul away is lacking.
I realize this is a problem most people in the world would love to have; they wear it out, fix it up, make do without. This is sorta like complaining that your diamond watch doesn't run.
Quote for the day: "America is a country where half the money is spent buying food, and the other half is spent trying to lose weight."
Note: I worked for a guy who bought an expensive gym membership, while he paid someone to mow his grass.