Delusions Of

Mix pharmaceutically restrained dysfunction with neural synaptic misfires and a wickedly warped sense of humor, toss in a bit of environmental chaos, and you get quite an interesting way of looking at things. At times, a VERY interesting way of looking at things, as well as dealing with things. For example, take the generally mundane task of cleaning up the house. Most people would fill up the trash containers with "worthless" items, fill up the car with things to be donated, haul out the cleaning supplies, and take care of business. It is, after all, yet another of those chores that fill up the lives of average homeowners. For some of us, however, it does become more of a production, even if that production only plays out in our heads. I suppose this project is my way of moving that production onto the stage, letting the global internet community become my audience.

Wow, that IS almost grandiose, isn't it?

I will acknowledge that this project may have some detractors (even within my circle of family and friends), but I surmise that it may also have some defenders. I also have the feeling that this might serve as a motivation for others, a feeling that comes from an item that I encountered as I was looking in a room for something to release to a new home. In a future post I will share the story of that item, but for now I will just say that it renewed my dedication to this project. Dedication that involves doing it just the way that I am doing it, as doing it this way serves a greater purpose than just cleaning up the house.

Besides, everyone needs a little self-importance at times, right? And on that note, I shall take my exit cue and go find something to sell.