Tuesday, October 20, 2015
Downsizing
I'm a real estate agent. I have helped a lot of people "downsize". I actually thought the term a really good one, that is, until it happened to me. Downsizing. I'm back into my boxes in the garage. What do I do with all of this "stuff"? I remember one time when my husband asked our CPA how long we should keep our tax records. David said at least seven years to be safe. Charles said, So Diane can start getting rid of her taxes from 1963???? Yes, that's me. Pack rat who saves every receipt. When I moved, it just got to be too much to sort and Nancy and I just started throwing everything into boxes. The sad part is that I had been doing that for the past year. I know the guy at the dump wondered how I accumulated so much junk. My Dodge Ram Quad Cab truck was always packed. Well, here I am at it again. Should I keep, should I throw away? It's kind of like, well I haven't seen the stuff in the past 20 years, but I think I'm going to need it. My office right now barely has a little walkway to my chair. I'm surrounded by boxes of probably nothing I will ever need the rest of my life. I could put all of this in the attic and leave it for Christi to go thru. I can't put that off on her. And you know, there are still some things that I cannot find. I know where they used to be in the other house, but where they are now, no one knows. All I can say is, I hate that word "Downsizing."
DR
10/21/15
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