…easily morphs into another’s junk. So has been the story of my life. Since I have actually bought a ticket(s) now, I guess I need to ensure that this prophecy comes to fruition. I moved a car (already sold) out of the garage and made myself a staging area with three sections: Storage, Sell, and git rid of . I’m going to have an exclusive sale only open to friends, neighbors, acquaintances, and those nice people that hang around the recycling center at my neighborhood Von’s Grocery. After that, I’m considering an “estate sale.” What’s left goes into the dumpster or to whoever will come and get it.
Radical measures for a radical time.