My garage is also a hot mess. I’ve been putting stuff from inside the house out there to take to the auction house in the spring and while I should be keeping a running inventory list as I go, I haven’t been doing it. Why? Because I keep changing my mind between what goes in a Goodwill box and what goes in the auction. And once in a while I’ll even bring something back in the house to put it in my once beautiful library where eBay Center has trashed my library with the stuff waiting in various stages in the listing process. But right now I’m concentrating on emptying out a large glass showcase in that room so it can get sold next summer which is where the smalls on my dining room table have been living for the past twenty years. I've done the math and figure over the next nine months if I keep the pressure on myself I'll be able to have 360 more e-Bay auctions and that should put me in good shape. Kaput. Finished. Out of the collectibles marketplace for the first time in sixty years. Then I'll work on selling art and furniture.
New topic: I broke my middle toe. I accidentally tripped on the bathroom scales and if you don’t already know it, let me be the first to tell you that bathrooms scales are evil. Not only are they nasty liars they also mock you, then they trip you and break your bones. The first day it happened I could barely walk and didn’t want to but I had places to go and things I had to do like get a haircut and buy the dog a few necessities. When I got home I iced my toe down, took a Meloxicam which, I’m told, is just a juiced up Motrin. It’s a prescription for arm pain from my failed elbow surgery for when I over do using my arm but I figured that the Meloxicam could find its way down to the toe. And it did. My toe is quite red below (not to be confused with under) the nailbed but the blues on the rest of the toe have faded some. Dr. Google sent me to Amazon to get some broken toe wraps for support and they’ll be here tomorrow.