I have to do some major mucking out (McKenna, that was the phrase I was trying to remember the other day when I asked you what they called clearing out a horse stall) and I have to do it really fast, for a really cool reason that I'll be announcing here in a few weeks.
I spent hours yesterday measuring some rooms and furniture and drawing both on graph paper so I can figure out how to arrange everything before I start moving it. I must have done the math wrong because the furniture is twice the size of the room. And then Baby Burrito spilled my Sobe all over the room map. And Baby Shrek colored on the map with markers. Good thing those guys are so cute!
But anyway. I've mentioned how hard it is for me to dejunk before. It's not so much that I'm emotionally attached to things. (Okay, sometimes it is, but that's a minor part of it.) It's the conversations in my head!
Example from this morning. I picked up a board game and started to put it in the D.I. box when the voices inside my head piped up:
Oooh. The kids loved this game. Wonder if one of them wants it. Maybe I should set it aside and ask them?
No, if they wanted it, they would have taken it already.
Maybe I should put it in a storage bin, in case they change their minds. Or maybe the grandbabies will love it when they get older.
[Go to Wal-Mart to get storage bins that are on sale. While there, I get some bananas, juice, and a couple of other things. Run a few other errands, since I'm already out. Get home. Realize I forgot to get the bins.]
I guess I should just send it to D.I. I can always buy a new copy of the game in 8 years, when the grandkids are old enough to play it.
[Move game toward D.I. box.]
Oh, wait. Maybe I won't be able to find this game in 8 years. It might be out of print by then. I wonder if it's still in print now...
[Go to the computer and google it]
Oh my heck! It's selling on Amazon for $60! I could use $60. I could REALLY use $60. Maybe some of these other games are worth something too.
Holy crud, Batman! All these games are worth good money. One of them is on Amazon for over $100. I can't send these to D.I. I could sell all these games and maybe get enough money for new carpet.
[Measure the living room and hallway to get square footage. Google the price of carpet.]
Hmmm. I'll have to sell more than these games.
[Google a few more items to see what they're selling for.]
I wonder if DH would agree to spending whatever I make on new carpet. Or if he'd want to pay down the debt first. Debt, definitely debt. That's fine. I'm a grown-up. Debt is a good thing to pay down.
[Start to list the first game on ebay; get to the shipping part...]
Wait, how much does it weigh? How much will it cost to ship this game? I'd need a box.
[Go look for boxes.]
This game is an odd size. Where do I get a box this size?!? Doesn't it cost more to mail odd size boxes?
[Google boxes. Look up mailing prices on USPS and UPS.]
Crud. Boxes are expensive. Maybe I could find a box locally. Maybe I should sell the game before I get a box for it.
Oh, wait. I need the box, so I can weigh the package to figure out the shipping.
I have a headache. I need some chocolate. I'll deal with this tomorrow.
[Toss game back in the muck pile and go take a nap.]
Now playing on my iPod: Will It Go Round in Circles by Billy Preston