August 3rd, 2006


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My house is such a wreck. I have packed up a lot and Paul and I took a load of boxes to the storage bldg today, and I have brought several carloads of stuff to Goodwill and I have thrown away and recycled stuff but seriously the house doesn't look much emptier or cleaner. There are spots here and there that look better. My aim is to not let it overwhelm me. I have to take it in small bites and not let the hugeness of it get to me.

On that point, when someone stops by and says something like "You've got a lot of stuff" or "Now you'll have a chance to sort through things and get organized" or whatever I feel even worse.I am not sure why. I know these things and I am working my way through and I just have to take lots of deep breaths and keep going and taking more breaths and going again.