It’s Just Stuff

I'm surrounded by "stuff" and often times it makes me uncomfortable. Unsettled. Anxious. For me, getting rid of "stuff" brings a great sense of relief. I feel less... burdened. Like a weight has been lifted. I'm always pulling things out of drawers and closets, the garage, or the kids playroom to sell, donate, or just... Continue Reading →

Shoebox Gold

Holy wow. Jackpot, I guess. Who knew I kept such odd, often times ridiculous, mementos (not the freshmakers) in old shoe boxes? I always have 2 or 3 shoe boxes in my closet. One is always reserved for receipts for tax purposes. Usually the most accessible since it's used often. The other two? Not so... Continue Reading →

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