The house hunting has begun.
We have 6-8 possibilites on the list for the agent to show us this afternoon – and a few open houses to attend tomorrow.
While I’m not excited about the prospect of going through my stuff and packing up – it’s a great way to weed out what really needs to get tossed in the garbage and what’s worth saving.
I have several old pieces of furniture that have seen better days. But each one belonged to a cherished grandmother – one peice from each one – maternal and paternal. How could I ever think of parting with one of them? Well Hubby thinks I should. Men 
I do agree it’s time to toss the clothes that no one has worn in years into the GoodWill bin. I do freely admit to being a pack-rat, so I guess it really is time to sit myself down and learn it’s okay to part with old magazines and papers. We got a shredder for Christmas – maybe it’s time I learned how to use it?
Books.
No here’s a can of worms I’m not excited about opening up. Hubby wants me donate to the library – I’m convinced being my own library is the better way to go. As a writer, I love to read. I’ve got lots of books. I buy more books all the time. I cannot – I repeat – I cannot part with most of these books.
I see trouble ahead…
Todays Coffee: Green Mountain - Hazelnut Cream
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