Ok. So I whine too much. It's one thing I'm good at, so I use it or I'd lose it. Well, after a few days of just whining, staring and getting overwhelmed at the enormous task before me, I finally got 75% of my "stuff" down in the garage.

And as expected, the cobwebs in my brain started to lift when my stuff was finally sorted out --dump, donate, sell, or give away. But what helped mostly, was coming to that place of acceptance and forgiveness. I have forgiven myself for all these wastefulness and accepted the reality, that in life, continued purging is necessary. I tell myself that if I died today, I take nothing anyway. So, I treated myself to pho' --my favorite soup.

And goat. The other white meat.