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.

Like I needed it

Seeing as I want to keep this blog as relevant to the project as possible, I have signed up with a certain writing site, under the familiar moniker. In this way, I can give my tangents an arena more fitting, and even more visited. As soon as I can figure the means, I will add a link for you to go visit as you choose.

Keeping it honest

I thought about it, but decided against it. It just did not seem right, although it would have provided a superficial positive. Right now I have Mom's "collections" spread out on the bed, a couple of TV trays, and half the floor. I realized today that this was not the time to attempt organizing, and thought I would move it out to a different room so I could take a picture of the 'finished' room, then put it all back into the room. That would be wrong, however. So I did not do it. Instead, I decided I will clean up the guest room for keeps, then take the picture. Not sure what I will do with the "collections," but I am sure I will get them some day. Might even be worth more by then.