cleverly disguised as a responsible adult

I just spent a lovely week in Monroe NC sewing and catching up with old friends. I got my sewing mojo back. It was great.

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I feel so proud.

I had this swampy little corner of the yard that was full of wood from a dead tree that was cut down. I have pulled all the wood out and have already burned all the dry wood. I am letting the soaked, mushroom infested, wood dry. There really isn't much of a way to get rid of it without putting it in the car and driving it to the center and I donnnnnn't want this bug filled, mushroom covered, wet crap in my car.

I have to fill in a hole and then I am going to plant clover to cover a huge area that is in need of it.

I'm getting the pile of rocks and bricks put under the deck. The city won't remove them.

I've also come to the point that I'm a hoarder just like dear old mom. This house has 2 times the content that the average person would have. I took a car load to the Goodwill and I'm ready to do it again.

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I have everything that is going to the Goodwill out of 2 rooms. It filled my tiny car. So the living room and dining room are pretty clear for "stuff we are not hoarding anymore." Still bad for building supplies and stuff that needs done.

While I was there I got shorts, capris and a pair of jeans. I'm set up for the summer now.

My bedroom is good for building projects and so is the spare room. I need to go thru them for "Stuff we are not hoarding anymore." I could have 2 rooms completely done just like that. Erm, not just like that. Its hard to be a self confessed borderline hoarder and try to get rid of junk.

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There's going to be a new roommate. His name is Chuck. He's a real nice guy. Very friendly.

His entire extended family thinks we are perfect for each other and that we should get together. I agree. And I'm stunned that they all think we could have something together.

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A while back, my doctor told me I was in danger of becoming diabetic because of my weight. Until then I had zero interest in losing weight. They told me to come back in August for more tests.

I want to be re-evauated now. I've lost 15 lbs. and I feel proud of myself and I want news now, dammit. I'm so impatient.

I need to get out more and meet people. I can't see this happening because I lack motivation and social skills.

I want Bonez to finish some of the things around the house. Yes, I own this house, and I got a killer deal on it because so many things needed to be done, but the grand adventure of camping in an unfinished house is starting to wear on me. The sight of unfinished things is unsettling and seems to drain me of energy.

I'm going to make a grand list, room by room and see what we can tackle next.

I'm watching a series of dvds from the 20th anniversary of Shark Week.

Trying to get the enthusiasm to shower and do laundry. Believe it or not, I'm so unmotivated that I bought extra socks and underwear so I didn't have to do laundry.

The thing about chronic depression is not doing things other people take for granted because they haven't invented a pill for motivation to do the simplest and most basic things.

And this thing with the dogs eating the seat out of my clothes has to end. I left a pair of pants I had worn a couple times laying on the bed and they ate the seat out while I was at a picnic with friends.

I have to put things up so that doesn't keep happening. And possibly kennel these dogs while I am out. I thought they were trained and it wasn't necessary to lock them up while I'm out but they are starting to change my mind.

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I went shopping with Anna and Nick today. And the baby. He was looking for boots. We had fun.

Bonez did the trim in the hall upstairs. I'm so pleased to have that done.

Have to go to Lowes to pick up a few things for the front window. Nails, spray insulation, etc.

I bought my self a pair of SAS shoes online today. I'm tired of buying cheap shoes that don't last. Nearly fainted at the price. But I hope they are worth it. I'm not in the habit of buying expensive shoes.

I had a pretty good birthday. I'm 55 today. scary, huh? No cake, ice cream sundae.

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I have sanded 2 of the boards that make up the frame of the window in my living room.

Cut and ironed fabric for blocks for TOGA.

Slowly moving on in all my endeavors. Slowly gaining benefit from the Wellbutrin. Would love to have a normal life. That's a thing I don't have.

I need to get out more, get things settled at the house. Get things finished. Living in a half finished house is getting on my nerves for a long time now.

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I have found a sander which does not hurt my hands when used for short periods of time. Very good.

My thumb operation was good. Still training that hand a bit.

My new head meds are a bit better. I get up earlier now.

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Miss Thing came back and picked up some more of her things. Still some left. She had a huge attitude and ran into hysterics. Claims some of her stuff is missing. Gave me back my busted computer without a word. I am never doing this again.

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I finally found a sander that doesn't bother my carpal tunnel too much. I limit my time using it and so projects take more time. But its a thing and I'm willing to do it.

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