Happy Hoarder Day # 42 Yvil Yvonne and the Patio of Doom March 28, 2015
A journey into cleaning up a big pile of..... hoard
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A journey into cleaning up a big pile of..... hoard
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Yvil Yvonne and the Patio of Doom
by Janet S. Tiger
At last, a day of success. See the photos? Before...not so good..... and lots of throw away. After photos tomorrow. And following so many days of searching the multitudinous reasons for my hoarding, I get going for real de-hoarding with the help of dear friend Yvonne (AKA Evil Yvonne - see Day #7 now to be known as.....drumroll...... Yvil Yvonne!!!!)
She is not able to lift anything, nor can she do much physically (she has a very bad back) but she is able to do something much more effective....she can laugh me into action. She gives me a look, and it can help push me over the edge, I mean help push me to put the item over the edge into the garbage. The patio is frightful - lots of odds 'n ends, all indispensable of course - and the job also involves decisions of various magnitude.
A hard one - an old bookcase that was my son's as a little boy, complete with stickers on the side. How can I part with this gem? It is a part of his life. He carries it to the Amvets giveaway pile, also laughing at me
. (I love my son, but I am afraid he has no soul when it comes to sentimentality.)
The worst is finding a box of old children's books - the lid came off, and the tragedy is evident - rain has created a disaster.....to throw away moldy books makes me cry, yet Yvonne is able to save the day by pointing out she can take the non-moldy ones to her grandchildren. I hold my suffering to a minimum......tearing up until Yvonne looks at me and says, 'Jan'.....she tilts her head and I am over it, since we break out into laughter.
We laugh until the job is almost done - and I can take a real break. A chocolate break - I get rid of some excess chocolate floating around my house. Rewards are sweet after a hard day! Lemme at the rest....after a little more rest, I'll be ready.
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At last, a day of success. See the photos? Before...not so good..... and lots of throw away. After photos tomorrow. And following so many days of searching the multitudinous reasons for my hoarding, I get going for real de-hoarding with the help of dear friend Yvonne (AKA Evil Yvonne - see Day #7 now to be known as.....drumroll...... Yvil Yvonne!!!!)
She is not able to lift anything, nor can she do much physically (she has a very bad back) but she is able to do something much more effective....she can laugh me into action. She gives me a look, and it can help push me over the edge, I mean help push me to put the item over the edge into the garbage. The patio is frightful - lots of odds 'n ends, all indispensable of course - and the job also involves decisions of various magnitude.
A hard one - an old bookcase that was my son's as a little boy, complete with stickers on the side. How can I part with this gem? It is a part of his life. He carries it to the Amvets giveaway pile, also laughing at me
The worst is finding a box of old children's books - the lid came off, and the tragedy is evident - rain has created a disaster.....to throw away moldy books makes me cry, yet Yvonne is able to save the day by pointing out she can take the non-moldy ones to her grandchildren. I hold my suffering to a minimum......tearing up until Yvonne looks at me and says, 'Jan'.....she tilts her head and I am over it, since we break out into laughter.
We laugh until the job is almost done - and I can take a real break. A chocolate break - I get rid of some excess chocolate floating around my house. Rewards are sweet after a hard day! Lemme at the rest....after a little more rest, I'll be ready.
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Janet S. Tiger 858-736-6315
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Swedenborg Hall 2006-8
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