Gobbledygook

Managed to get the desks up and the closet cleaned out. Have done a bunch more, too. I am "Extreme Decluttering" and loving it. I have taken more crap to thrift, listed for sale or thrown away more than any group of five humans should own. Ever.

Every night when Marty comes home from work he looks around to see what else is gone.

I really like being able to look around as see empty space... But that's just me.

Today was the group skate my kids refused to go to. I got an email this morning telling me that the crazy mom with the -BLANK- kid my kids were avoiding wasn't going after all. They had the flu. Of course, none of us were prepared to spend the day skating, and had even made other plans, so we had to pass it up. Figures... The woman that kept us and a few others away bails at the last minute. Nice. (Yeah... I know she had the flu, but I am still not happy about it. Hopefully her flu will last only a month or so, so she isn't suffering too much. Of course, I wish nothing but health for her non -BLANK- kids. I'm not even going there about the -BLANK- one.)

I have made a grand total of $77 selling old school books. Not bad for stuff that is just sitting around. I don't know what is up with some of the things, though. Some of them I have listed over and over and over but they still don't sell. What's funny (??) is that they are the things I had to buy new because every time I would email someone who was trying to sell them, they were snatched up immediately.

I am looking for a place to sell yard sale type things when it is too darn cold to have a yard sale. ebay might work for some of them but some I know it won't. Maybe I will just store the stuff in the garage and have a yard sale in the spring. Who knows... I just want this stuff out of my house and the money in my bank account. That's not asking too much, is it? I didn't think so.

Now my brother isn't sure if they are going to go to Florida right now. He said that Sydney is so young and he doesn't want family to miss her growing up. I told him not to let the feelings of others influence his decision. (Besides, the most important relative in her life lives 4 1/2 hours away, so if he was worried about other peoples feelings he needed to move to Detroit. LOL) Of course, I kicked myself after I got off the phone with him, but I really think he needs to do what he feels is right for his family and not what others feel is right for them. Duh.

My mom is planning to come up next week. She wants to bring the boys their birthday and Christmas presents. I hope to have my extreme declutter done by then because some of this stuff goes to her or to someone in Ohio she can deliver it to.

Crap... There goes some clutter trying to sneak it's way back in. It has taken over the brain of my 9 year old reformed (by force) pack rat and is making him transport it back in as he stares blankly, blissfully unaware that his mind is being controlled by junk. Oh wait. That's just Ethan trying to sneak a magnet we got in Myrtle Beach back to his room. Must save the boy...