Shrank, Shrunk, Shrunken, Shrinking, Shrinks...
May 5, 2004 In case anyone out there has been missing me, I have just been busy tearing up my home. I had this plan that I would go through each room of the house and load up the station wagon with all the unused, unwanted stuff and have Will take multiple trips to the local Goodwill. Then, I spent the afternoon over at a friend's house so our children could play and we could chat.My friend is moving to another home in the area (as yet unchosen) and mentioned that she wanted to get rid of her shrunk. Her husband is in the military and they acquired this shrunk while stationed in Germany. It is huge. I am uncertain why they call this monstrosity a shrunk when it clearly could not have ever been any bigger. It is twelve feet long, seven feet high and two feet wide. Unfortunately, I love it. Will is preparing to make arrangements to acquire the shrunk for me this weekend. It is Mother's Day this Sunday, you know.
In the meantime, I found out that this shrunk-pushing friend of mine and another friend of mine are having a yard sale and invited me to join in the fun. So I am supposed to load up the station wagon and have Will make trips to my friend's garage to deposit the stuff that is clogging our home in preparation for this yard sale in June.
I can't begin to tell you how liberating all of this is. We just put our old dining room table out by the side of the road this evening thinking that maybe someone would want it for free. It is a nice mahogany table, but we have a nicer table now. Sure enough, some neighbors walked up from the cul de sac and claimed it. I know I could have made some money selling it at the yard sale, but I am not sure how much garage space my friend is willing to share with my clutter.
Our homeschooling group is also having a used curriculum/book sale in a couple of weeks. I have loads of stuff to sell there. I am starting to feel like there is hope for us to continue living in this house. It was beginning to feel like we would have to start sleeping in our tent out back.
I am trying to rethink everything around here and it is actually quite fun. Like moving, but not. The only problem is that the house looks worse than its former appearance with all this clutter flying. I have to keep my eyes on the goal or I will be sucked into this horrible black hole. Whenever I start to feel overwhelmed, I tell myself to just keep doing and not to look around.
I don't think that Will believes there is a method to my madness, but the fact that I am moving is encouraging to him. He has yet to see the shrunk, though. Worst case scenario, I will just set it by the side of the road and meet some more neighbors.
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That is the biggest thing called a shrunk I have ever seen!
-Marc
Posted by: Marc Morris at May 7, 2004 2:59 PM
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