Hi guys,
Did I say it wont take me long to get going again! Well, was I wrong. I wrote last on 28 February and stated it wouldn't take me long to get started again... well it took almost another 2 weeks before I got started.
Admittedly, being distracted by getting my resume together and other 'Centrelink' requirements to be fulfilled was a distraction among many other things like applying for jobs. Ahh, the distractions of life!
So back to the 'stuff', I finally got stuck into my room. A ton of stuff that I could and did get rid of, along with stuff I should and will Ebay. The last 2 days has been spent solidly getting the last of the main bedroom done and dusted for my daughter to move back in. Where she is staying she was told 'You have 2 weeks' and then we are out of here. OK, that means we have to get out skates on. Nothing like a deadline to get the job done.
Because we are now in a hurry I am boxing things up... and as we do and when I can we have set aside for the rubbish bin still - which is full again and then some on the side waiting to be disposed of. One perpetual cycle. As well as huge bags for the Sallies. But we are not being as thorough as we were prior to this deadline. However, my lovely miss has come to terms with and now understands what it is that I am facing. I feel like I am finally getting through to her. What a relief that will be.
The room is near empty with the few pieces of furniture staying in situ rearranged to suit. Tomorrow wash curtains walls and windows and a final vac. Then off to buy a bed for her and then that part is done.
Ahh, but there is more!
When will this ever end. I have 2 more years to seriously downsize to one household worth of 'the best stuff'. No mean feat when you consider I started out with 4 households worthe of 'stuff' after my gorgeous Mum passed away just over 3 years ago. Have given away about a household worth of 'stuff' and binned another household worth of 'rubbish'. Only have one more household to go!!!
Due to the fact that I have been taking everything out of that huge room some of it has found its way into the corridors and lounge room and so on and now back into an even bigger mess. You will find out that you are forever in this holding pattern of 'looking' like you are always in a mess even though that mess continually changes.
If we get time we will tackle the corridor and anything else we can manage. I might be dreaming though.
I am so glad that this deadline happened as it really did put a bomb under my bum. We have to embrace what is presented no matter how uncomfortable it makes one feel or how difficult it all seems. My back is suffering big time even while wearing the brace and I will have to go to some serious chiropractic sessions to get my spasming muscles to settle down once more, but it will all be worth it.
I can see that even more 'stuff' has gone never to return.
Am in the middle of reading Corinne Grants journey with 'stuff' and it is so similar in so many ways... will elaborate in later updates. You may be wondering why am I reading it while I am to doing it myself... simple... I love a laugh and laughter makes the process more bearable.
So no funny moments this time round other than feeling rather pleased that I got myself started again.
But the paper side is ridiculous. From now on when I get paper it will be dealt with immediately and only file tax stuff. I found in my parents cupboard our original itinerary from when we moved from Albany WA all the way to Melbourne VIC in 1957 for christ sakes. Interesting, but seriously 'WHY'!!!!!! I ask!!!!! Anyway, I have some fantastic retro stuff to sell. My daughter wanted to toss this 'machine' I brought back from the states and as it just so happened I had just asked at a specialist shop what it was worth and several digits were involved... people do not know the value of 'old stuff' and I have more than likely given away and thrown out heaps. But seriously, I couldn't have stored the 'stuff' to sell later on anyway. Better to 'let it go' as the saying goes.
Breathe just remember to breathe... oh that's right my nose is blocked from all the dust and moth balls my Mum loved to use. Now that's another blogg altogether.
Hey, Kez, if you are reading this I have two of your pictures... the one from the UK and the other one. Presume you will want to hang them up in your new digs... hear from you soon.
Wish me luck for my back to last throughout tomorrow. The joy of joys.
Now for a massage.
Cheers all
Anita
- still coming to terms with the mountains ahead!
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