Here’s part one on my previous blog read about it here.
Another move for a relative. Another day of slogging in dust, rotten food and filth. I can’t do this any more. It will take all that I have to be strong through this time of pseudo crisis of housing. It wasn’t supposed to be this way, the situation was perfect for this relative and the self sabotage continues. I don’t know why I thought it would change after all this time.
I feel the need to throw out nearly everything now. My house feels like a cluttered mess after sorting through the stuff of a hoarder. I am going to decorate and live in a minimalist style, I don’t think anyone needs that much stuff to accumulate dirt and such.
My quilts have gone in that minimalist style so I am working on the purging the house again. My house is stuffed with excess memories in items that need organizing. After yesterday, I think I am going to stick with saving pictures.