I live in a 2400 square foot house. I live all alone. Every thing in this house is mine. I have 2 floor looms and enough fiber to cover this acre of ground. I have never thrown a magazine away. House plants thrive every where. 2 couches, 2 recliners, 9 sewing machines and 64,000 yards of fabric.
I have a garage that is big enough to hold a full size commercial gravel hauling truck and trailer. I have a tin shed that holds a full size car and 7,000 jars as well as a heavy duty rototiller, high wheel weed whacker, lawn mower and 7 weight sets without the bars. Not to mention enough bug spray and weed killer to annihilate half of the county.
My problem is this: I want to sell everything and move into a small, one level apartment in town. So where do I start? I thought downstairs would be the place. No. All that fabric and machines I use. The next level up is the weaving room and if I could just sell those 2 looms, but then what would I do with all that fiber? And I make stationary. I need that stuff.
Next comes the ebay/sales/spare bedroom/storage area and toy room. Are you getting the picture? At one point I decided that the only hope was to just drop dead and let the kids sort it out, but I could almost see the burning pile out back and them throwing me on top so I could enjoy my treasures throughout eternity! But then this morning I seen a shared post that hit the nail on the head. It was shared by Margaret Velveteen and it hit home with me. OK, I tried to copy and paste and that is not working for me, so I will give you the gist of it.
"Anything worth doing is worth doing poorly...because doing it poorly is better than not doing it at all."
"Do things halfway. Now you are doing 100% better than you were before."
Now what I take from this is that all my setting around procrastinating is getting me now where. I have been in the "sell this damn place and move into town" mode for a couple years now and absolutely nothing has moved one inch! So, the Patty daughter has been here for a few days and we have talked about this. Well, I have damn near talked it to death, so today is the day that I am going to start eating that elephant! And every day, I am going to take a bite out of it and some day (The good lord willing and the creek don't rise!) I will actually be able to look around and see bare floors and empty walls.
I am going to be just like that little ant that moved the rubber tree plant! I have high hopes! High apple pie in the sky hopes! Whoops! There goes another rubber tree plant!
Course you know I am as full of shit as a Christmas goose, don't you! And I may have had a sip or 2 from the vanilla bottle! But I guess the journey of a thousand miles begins with one step. Wish me luck, because I am going to need it. Come this fall when the leaves start to fall you are going to see that "FOR SALE" sign in front of this house or I will know the reason why.
And does anyone want 8 very old geese? They are free to a good home!
I have a garage that is big enough to hold a full size commercial gravel hauling truck and trailer. I have a tin shed that holds a full size car and 7,000 jars as well as a heavy duty rototiller, high wheel weed whacker, lawn mower and 7 weight sets without the bars. Not to mention enough bug spray and weed killer to annihilate half of the county.
My problem is this: I want to sell everything and move into a small, one level apartment in town. So where do I start? I thought downstairs would be the place. No. All that fabric and machines I use. The next level up is the weaving room and if I could just sell those 2 looms, but then what would I do with all that fiber? And I make stationary. I need that stuff.
Next comes the ebay/sales/spare bedroom/storage area and toy room. Are you getting the picture? At one point I decided that the only hope was to just drop dead and let the kids sort it out, but I could almost see the burning pile out back and them throwing me on top so I could enjoy my treasures throughout eternity! But then this morning I seen a shared post that hit the nail on the head. It was shared by Margaret Velveteen and it hit home with me. OK, I tried to copy and paste and that is not working for me, so I will give you the gist of it.
"Anything worth doing is worth doing poorly...because doing it poorly is better than not doing it at all."
"Do things halfway. Now you are doing 100% better than you were before."
Now what I take from this is that all my setting around procrastinating is getting me now where. I have been in the "sell this damn place and move into town" mode for a couple years now and absolutely nothing has moved one inch! So, the Patty daughter has been here for a few days and we have talked about this. Well, I have damn near talked it to death, so today is the day that I am going to start eating that elephant! And every day, I am going to take a bite out of it and some day (The good lord willing and the creek don't rise!) I will actually be able to look around and see bare floors and empty walls.
I am going to be just like that little ant that moved the rubber tree plant! I have high hopes! High apple pie in the sky hopes! Whoops! There goes another rubber tree plant!
Course you know I am as full of shit as a Christmas goose, don't you! And I may have had a sip or 2 from the vanilla bottle! But I guess the journey of a thousand miles begins with one step. Wish me luck, because I am going to need it. Come this fall when the leaves start to fall you are going to see that "FOR SALE" sign in front of this house or I will know the reason why.
And does anyone want 8 very old geese? They are free to a good home!
