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A Little Shelf Love…
I’m being shelfish today and doing some shelf indulgent organizing. The CDs that rarely/ever get listened to are going in some boxes. I’m not getting rid of them yet, but they are going into storage until I decide what to do with them. Since embracing the music streaming apps I rarely use them anymore, and…
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Kitchen Tidy Part 1.5…
Sorry for the delay, I’ve been a tad frazzled. My doctor put me on steroids and some other medications that have completely fried my ability to focus on anything for more than five minutes. I won’t use the word manic, but let’s just say confused enthusiasm has been ruling the roost. *see also pretty serious…
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I Bought a New Mug…
Actually it’s four new mugs, and now my kitchen looks like this: Friday night I was online shopping to distract myself from cascading life issues. Usually I just fill a shopping cart with precious shiny things, and then never hit buy. But I was particularly enamored by some jade green coffee mugs, and they were…
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How Long Do You Need?
About a year apparently, or that is how long it took to go from maximalist bordering on hoarding to a not quite minimalist, but definitely under control regular amount of stuff type person. After a few years of chronic illness, and several more of untreated clinical depression the world decided to have a pandemic. What…
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Stop the Ride…
I’m having a hell of time focusing on things at the moment. Things are getting done, in a haphazard fashion, but it’s mostly the essentials and often even those are behind schedule. One of the kids had a shower and there weren’t any clean towels. I kind of feel things like that fall into the…
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My Only Real Job…
Another day of dealing with the seemingly never ending paperwork for my father’s estate. The court needs an occupation to put on my forms, because bureaucracy loves a label, so I just put carer because it’s simpler than trying to summarize the litany of various side hustles and small businesses I’ve shoehorned around the rest…
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Desk Cleanse…
A cluttered desk is a sign of a cluttered mind. I’ve got no idea if that is true, but if my mind is anything like my desk there is definitely a problem. After trying to work in a space that looks more like somewhere you would purchase a mogwai than an office, Im ready for…
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Underneath…
I’m looking at old photos of the farm, trying to locate where things where originally, and where they still might be under all the trees etc. It’s also a lot easier to get a mental map of where to put things looking at pictures of the empty space. There are definitely areas that need to…
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Message in a Bottle…
I’m attempting a calming hobby, gardening in confined areas, terrariums mainly. After managing keep a peace lily alive for over 6 months I’m feeling confident enough to read a few books about this subject. This weekend I’m going to follow one of the recipes in this book and see how it goes.
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Swamp of Sadness…
I can’t see the forest for the trees, literally in the case of the farm. I attempted to take a look down by the creek today and it is more Mirkwood down there at the moment than the green pleasant banks I read books next to in my youth. If nothing else gets done this…
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