Because of a cause

I was a bit distracted in late February and early March, the details of which I will leave undiscussed at this time. The distraction did cause me to lose track of the project, as I have mentioned earlier, and it also caused me to miss an event that is generally important to me. Just because I missed it, however, does not mean that I still can't observe it. In fact, I have even more reason to observe it now. Therefore, I am making June my own Multiple Sclerosis Awareness month.

Some explanation is in order. First, I have MS. Had it for some time now. Second, the disease has brought some health care procedures into my life that, well, are not cheap. The medicine I inject every day costs my insurance company nearly $2000 a month. While I don't have to pay that much for it, they manage to reclaim some of the cost by allowing me to pay a large portion of my annual MRI expenses. Some years our portion of the expense becomes quite a challenge for the Mrs. and me, but this year I am blessed. An agency known as the Multiple Sclerosis Association of America is paying for my portion of the cost. I am blessed.

In light of this, I am going to list some items on eBay during June and give 80% of the proceeds to MSAA. Kind of my way of giving back, since lack of employment makes it difficult to do anything else. I invite anyone reading this to check out what is available and pass along the word to others. Just look for "MSAA" in the title of my list of items for sale, and feel free to bid, bid, bid!!

Vacancy

Since I last wrote, I have put a fair amount of energy into the project. Probably more than I have in quite some time. Granted, I can make no claim that any ONE room has been completed, yet I have managed to remove a few items from the clutter. We also had a guest using the guest room for a few days, which made a bit challenging to do anything in the room, except perhaps take naps. Cats do love naps. Nearly as much as I do.

Yes, our guest was a cat. Not just any cat, not some stray we found sitting by the garage, which in truth we did. Beautiful little thing, too. Timid yet tame. Obviously a cat that has made some human happy. Yet, there was no room in our inn for that cat, as I was reminded, and so I told the cute feline to find the way back home. Then I went in and assured our guest he still had the room to himself. Mostly. Our youngest feline made a visit or two, or three. Or more. Sure, I allowed him in for most of the visits, but his longest visit was when he snuck in. When our guest left, our little guy had to follow and say goodbye.

So, time for me to get back to preparing our guest room for the next set of guests, who show up next month. Thankfully, I won't need to keep a food dish, water dish, and litter box in the room with them. Sadly, I doubt I'll be allowed to snuggle up and take a nap them.

Re-something

I was not sure how to title this post. I thought of 'resurrection' for a bit, but given that the word generally connotes something died, I opted out. Nothing died. Not me, not the project, not the intent and purpose of the project. All is still present. Me, the project, the clutter. Granted, there is a bit less of the clutter than the last time I put energy into it, but that only goes to prove the adage "a woman scorned" more than anything. Long story.

I thought of 'revival' for a bit, but that seemed more fitting for medical or religious topics, and while they both have some merit in the grand scheme of recent time, it still did not feel an accurate description for the project. Again, long story.

Recycle, reenlistment, reappearance. Nope, just not right. I admit that these words also work to describe the effort, and the life, but not the project. Once again, long story.

So I will just title this post as best I can, and pass the message along to anyone who reads this that there is stuff listed on SwapSimple, half.com, and eBay for the taking. Buying, rather. Please feel free to do so, and I will avoid the long story.

For those that care, and some that don't

Barring the other day, I had not posted much for some time. There are a number of reasons for this, as was stated back in January, but the biggest absence came from being unable to access a computer for a few weeks. It is amazing how having the ability to use a computer, a decent one, can bring the smallest bit of light into an otherwise dark existence. 

If at first

For all intents and purposes, this project has stalled. Perhaps even failed. No one to blame but me. The bright spot: the clutter is being...decluttered. Just not by me. More later I suppose...

Same old, different day

I can find plenty of reasons to kick myself, and the progress on this project is one. I am not sure what is contributing to the slowdown. Distractions, disagreements, disappointments. People with no clutter can't understand what happens to the cluttered mind of a clutterer, especially this one. Perhaps it's the reduction of meds, perhaps it is an undertow of depression. Perhaps it is looking at the Mrs. work her ass off, while I look at employment prospects and immediately negate myself. Ho, hum.

I have to go off and grovel for fundage at a local financial institution, mostly because I screwed up the whole Mom-in-a-nursing-home thing, and the Medicaid coverage didn't go back far enough. Wonder if I can give the home my clutter...or my soul?

Time flies and crashes around me

Confessing that I've done little to nothing with the project is easy. Explaining is another thing. Figured I could at least keep up with the blog a bit. And now I have, so time to go clean.