So Tara came by today and lit some stuff on fire. I didn't get pictures of that (well, let's face it, it wasn't all that exciting—basically it was just a camp fire), but I can show you folks the space left by the stuff that has, literally, gone up in smoke:
See that pile of stuff over there on the left in the first picture? See how it is not there in the second picture? O it's gone gone gone. Remember, burning something gets rid of it forever. And yes, that's a lesson a child of a hoarder can really take to heart.
So that's another step towards the March goals. So far so good!
Sunday, March 6, 2011
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Good girls! Don't let me near matches when I'm next in San Diego. SO tempting.
Keep up the great work!
Burning stuff is so much fun. We burned an old desk last spring, after first smashing it with sledgehammers. Think about all the fun your dad missed by hoarding instead of burning.
Yes! A noticeable improvement indeed!
There's a stacked stone wall by the garage! Who knew??
So much better. You girls are really awesome.
I have way too much free time but whats wif the red stripe on the house?
That marks the attic closet where we store the bodies. It's sort of a Telltale Heart thing, only with blood.
The house is in the process of being repainted red (the front is all done, but I've had no reason to show it, so you wouldn't know that) and that one part of the back is over a new garden. Before I dig the garden up and made the soil all fluffy, we did that one part even though it was sort of out of order, so we wouldn't be putting a ladder on and tromping all over the new garden.
Awesome.
Isn't the feeling of productivity and progress the best?
Inspirational. Well done both of you!
You put my paltry attempts at decluttering to shame.
Ah, just as a little disclaimer, that pile of wood actually was not sitting outside for very long, maybe 4 months or so. It was all removed from the clearing out of the upstairs garage (where the Triumph is).
the way things filled with junk around here meant that the indoors became filled and useless first, and then spilled over into outside. We must've burned or buried a few tons of anteaten lumber in the last 10 years before even getting to this point.
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