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I have found (and printed) the critical piece of work for my taxes: The mileage log. I am assembling the box of documents to take to Charlie's and work on there.
The vacuum cleaner count finally reached 13 yesterday, counting my old one in the garage, and the discarded hand vac, but not counting the one that I took to Janel's a couple of years ago (I wonder does Chris still have it, or was it abandoned to fate?).
I'm roughly dividing the upstairs bedrooms by storage. The one that used to be my dad's office, before he fell ill and moved downstairs: that's Christmas decorations. The one I'm staying in should be linens, lamps, pictures, other once used and still good items. The one that's my old bedroom will have the prom dresses and luggage, and hopefully, otherwise, remain empty for use by guests or lodgers. The fourth bedroom is already Kate's, and thus occupied.
I still have to do the two linen closets upstairs: I'm hoping one will be office supplies and the other towels, as they used to be, but I don't count on it.
Downstairs, there is a closet in the family room, which we used to use for games and winter coats. I looked in it yesterday and can't FATHOM what is in it now, other than Mary Kay stuff.
Then, there's the laundry room still to clean out, and there's still stuff in the garage that is not supposed to be sold and will have to be filtered out... like Christmas trees and the grill.
Really, I need some pavilions. I have asked for the loan of one from a friend, but it looks like there will be considerably more than that involved with our eventual garage sale. If you don't know anything about my house, all this nattering is essentially me saying that if I remove EVERYTHING that I have assured (and expect to assure) is salable/donatible at this point, all I will have accomplished is being able to store everything that remains without risking a landslide. We will not be able to have the garage sale actually IN the garage, because the garage will still be occupied, so far as I can tell.
Ugh, I did not mean to get off on this again.
Charlie, Taxes, Work. Do That First.
The vacuum cleaner count finally reached 13 yesterday, counting my old one in the garage, and the discarded hand vac, but not counting the one that I took to Janel's a couple of years ago (I wonder does Chris still have it, or was it abandoned to fate?).
I'm roughly dividing the upstairs bedrooms by storage. The one that used to be my dad's office, before he fell ill and moved downstairs: that's Christmas decorations. The one I'm staying in should be linens, lamps, pictures, other once used and still good items. The one that's my old bedroom will have the prom dresses and luggage, and hopefully, otherwise, remain empty for use by guests or lodgers. The fourth bedroom is already Kate's, and thus occupied.
I still have to do the two linen closets upstairs: I'm hoping one will be office supplies and the other towels, as they used to be, but I don't count on it.
Downstairs, there is a closet in the family room, which we used to use for games and winter coats. I looked in it yesterday and can't FATHOM what is in it now, other than Mary Kay stuff.
Then, there's the laundry room still to clean out, and there's still stuff in the garage that is not supposed to be sold and will have to be filtered out... like Christmas trees and the grill.
Really, I need some pavilions. I have asked for the loan of one from a friend, but it looks like there will be considerably more than that involved with our eventual garage sale. If you don't know anything about my house, all this nattering is essentially me saying that if I remove EVERYTHING that I have assured (and expect to assure) is salable/donatible at this point, all I will have accomplished is being able to store everything that remains without risking a landslide. We will not be able to have the garage sale actually IN the garage, because the garage will still be occupied, so far as I can tell.
Ugh, I did not mean to get off on this again.
Charlie, Taxes, Work. Do That First.
