Junk

My house is full of it. Stuff, I mean.

I just put in shelves to hold what little I let The Boy leave behind when he moved out. He was supposed to condense his stuff himself, but apparently he doesn’t have the knack for it yet. He was taking up the whole room with the stuff, and as it was scattered everywhere. It was an eye sore. Not that this is much better, but every little bit, you know.

I’m also still going through the stuff left over from the yard sale. There’s a lot that is going either to donation or straight to the trash. Well, next week’s trash. This week is already full. We’re allowed three cans, but generally only use one. This week all three a brimming, and I suspect it will be the same next week as well.

Maybe in a couple of days I will uncover the living room floor. Not that it’s such a pretty floor, but I’m tired of tripping over junk.

I also finally got soil into my garden and my pathetic little starts transplanted. They were so much better just a few weeks ago. Hopefully I haven’t stunted their growth too much. I kind of doubt I’ll be getting vegetables this year, but at least I got them this far. Last year they died in the tray. I have much higher hopes for next year.

So all in all it’s been a putzy kind of week. How about you? getting any chores done?