Work, Work, Work All Day Long. Work, Work, Work While I Sing My Song....

Hello there.

Little by little the house is becoming packed up. Now we just need to focus more on fixing and painting the walls. Then it will be clean, clean, clean.

Oh yeah, and we're having a garage sale next weekend. So we'll have to set up that too.

Yesterday we straightened up the garages so we could start moving the furniture that we're going to sell into there. Then the other garage was straightened too, and this one will be used for everything else besides furniture.

We have a lot of stuff. And everyday I go through the house finding more to get rid of.

This is how good I've been: I have a pitcher (liquids) fetish. But I have gotten rid of all of them but one. Yes, I said one! Because really, how many pitchers do you use at one time??? Especially if your milk, oj, and soda are in other containers.

I went through the sheets and have saved 3 pairs. Flannel for the winter and 2 cotton sets for warmer months. And the only reason I saved 2 cotton ones is because they seem to wear out faster. I wash my sheets and put them back on the bed the same day so I really don't need numerous sets.

So this is the kind of justification that I put towards not keeping items.

And on another thought. President Bush has never amused me, but I heard that he is trying to get legislation passed that a marriage is only between a man and a woman. What a goddamn mother f***er!!!!

So write to him and your congressmen and let them know this is a stupid idea. Each voice can make a difference. Since nothing ever starts out big, it starts out small and grows.