I woke up this week and took a good look around my own house. I became angry with myself as I realized that I have brought home more of the hoard than I’m comfortable with. I have sorted through everything that has come into my house, but I really need to start getting rid of things. I don’t want to bring anything back to my parents house whatsoever, even though I’m going to have to at some point. We have inherited some items that we would like to keep, but my little house doesn’t have the storage space for any of it. In the mean time, I would like to get rid of some of the items my mom has agreed to part with. Therefore, I have joined the world of selling on Ebay!! I figured I would begin with an easy item so I sold a video I received for free when I went to see a talk show being taped. I didn’t pay for it, so I wouldn’t mind if it didn’t make too much money. I don’t know if you have ever tried to sell anything on Ebay, but these stupid auctions take forever. A week seriously feels like a year!! I “patiently” eyed my Ebay listing about 5 times a day (at least) hoping someone would bid on it. It sold the first time around and I actually earned a good amount of money after all the fees. This might be a good thing after all because I can also get rid of junk around my own home!!
Upon entering my parents house, I decided to head to the garage. It looks like they threw a lot of garbage in here, so I should be able to get rid of everything immediately. Nothing to go into my own house! Upon entering the garage, I immediately noticed a bag or two that were covered in urine. I also saw some nuts and animal droppings near a box of cracker jacks that was opened and eaten. I alerted my mother to this and she didn’t seem bothered by it at all. I on the other hand am grossed out and really bothered by this. I keep picturing a rabid animal jumping out at me every time I move a bag. I am also convinced I will find a dead animal sooner or later. I cleared out some garbage and a bunch of newspapers and it actually looks like I’m finally making a dent!
Before leaving I grabbed a bunch of old shampoos, lotions, and fragrances from my bathroom. It has been 5 years since I lived here, some of these items might still be good and it will save me a trip to the drugstore! Yes, this does count as bringing things into my house but I’m going to use anything that is still good and recycle the rest. I look at it as saving money, so it’s OK (and it was mine in the first place.) My mother was definitely watching over me this week, but I don’t think she’s too worried about anything from the garage. I asked if she wanted to donate any towels to the veterinary hospital as I eyed a pile of about 20 towels neatly stacked in my bathroom closet. She said she had to see which ones my dad uses before I could take any. There is always an excuse!! Oh well, I tried!
Tally this week:
10 Bags of newspapers from garage
2 Bags of newspapers from mom
4 bags of garbage