Jan

30 days of Destuffifying

I have too much stuff plain and simple. Crap I don’t use, clothes I don’t wear and junk that I should throw way but haven’t for some reason beyond me. I’m going to try and impact that a little bit by getting rid of something every day for the next 30 days. Yeah, I know I could probably clean out the entire garage and do just as good in one shot, but this seems like it would be more fun! Plus, it gives me something that will force me do some sort of post daily for a while (I’m sure I’ll cop out and Posterous some of them in the spirit of laziness) because I need to be better about that too. See – see what I did there. I put my smart pants on and came up with a project that is multi-faceted.

Anywho, I’m sure your wrought with anticipation and glee over this. Awesome! Glad to hear it. “Let’s start at the very beginning…A very good place to start”

Day 1

Old Bedding and a bag of Christmas stuff we didn’t use this year

Thrilling – isn’t it? Please do control yourselves.

1. The bedding.
I’ve been meaning to get rid of this for ever. We ousted and old double bed of ours some time ago. That, in itself was a comedy of errors. We took the bed down, tried to take the mattress to a charity after hauling the heavy $@#! thing down the stairs, charity doesn’t take that particular item, put heavy $@#! back into garage to dispose of later, put heavy $@#! thing back upstairs a few days later when we took on Hurricane Ike refugees (mom and step-dad) and finally hauled off again to someones house that was getting bulk trash pickup that week. Somehow, in all of this goodness, I never got rid of the old bedding. Well, problem solved. Sins forgiven. (That one at least. Who knows what I’ll have to do to repent for that beast of a comma spliced sentence above)

2. The Christmas stuff
Not Xmas stuff, mind you – the real deal. We have a LOT of this stuff. We were working on our own collection and then inherited a bunch too. My late stepmother (God rest her soul) loved the holiday. She had quite the collection of it. When she passed, and my dad was moving to Las Vegas, he sent it all our way. We use most of it to this day (I’ll have to talk about the tree some day and what it means to my Christmas preperations some other time). Some stuff, however, just doesn’t make the cut, and while not as heavy as the $@#! mattress, it is kind of silly to haul it up and down from the attic every year for it to sit in the garage. I’m sure this one be the last time in our lives, but this year (or is it last now?), we bagged some of it up and off it went too.

Whew! I’m glad that is over.

Who got it you asked? Our friendly neighborhood Goodwill.

So, where do we go from here? Well, I’m not quite sure. I have 29 more days to figure out other stuff to purge. I have a couple ideas at this point, but I’m sure I’ll be managing most of this by the seat of my pants. (I know at least one beautiful lady that will probably tell you I do more of that than I should ) Some of it I’ll give away, other items I’ll probably try and sell and plenty of it, I’ll toss. All of if, I hope at least, I’ll chronical here. I know you can’t wait. Tune in tomorrow for our the next installment of our hero’s quest to get rid of some $@#! stuff!