July 22, 2014
9:38 p.m.

There are times in life when a person has to come to terms with what they are and what it is.

I am not Nellie Nitpicky or Hollie Housekeeper or Martha Stewart. I have good intentions, (sort of) but I will never be the type of person whose house is their main focus. I do just enough in my house so that it looks semi-respectable. I always promise myself that I will do better, but it's never gonna happen.

I hate housework.

There. I said it. I've put it out there. Now everyone knows, and do I care?

Not really.

My house will never be listed in Better Homes and Gardens. If there were such a thing, it would be listed in Better than Nothing.

I mean, I have issues, man. I could totally become that crazy lady living with piles of stuff that she just can't throw away. You know, a HOARDER. But I am trying to curb that tendency to save things because I might need them later. (Although every time I do, sure enough I find a use for it! Then I go searching for it, and it's GONE! Devastation!)

But, just so you know, I have never been compelled to save my toenail clippings in a coffee can. I'm not that far gone, thank God!

Seriously, I am proud of myself because I went through my closet and got rid of some clothes I brought with me from Wyoming when I moved here in 1999. You might not believe it, but this is progress. I still have a few things--it's a process--but it's nice to have some room in there.

Yesterday I went through papers on my desk and filled up my little garbage can with papers I don't need. Why was I saving them? I don't know.

I will not throw away the drawing the grandchildren have made for me, though. Don't even suggest it. To suggest such a thing may put you in serious peril. I don't care if it's a fire hazard. My grandchildren made them for me. They're mine!

Also, I finally replaced my old sheets and tossed them. I bought new ones in December, but I never opened the packages and just kept washing and using the old ones, even though they were falling apart.

I believe in using my stuff til it dies.

Well, it's all going to be out there now. The world will now know for sure that I am slightly wacky.

I doubt it will come as a surprise to anyone.
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I am hoping for some good news on the job-training front in the next few days. Send some positive vibes my way, will you please??

I may get to take some more classes, which will help a great deal in my job search. Nothing is finalized, though, but I would really love this, so again: please send positive thoughts my way!

Thank you!

And good night!