It is so time to have a yard sale. I have so much stupid stuff filling every nook and cranny. I have been creating a sell / give away pile in the den and it is toppling over with clothes, books, and just plane junk.
S will be home in three and a half weeks. He gets so pissy when I have yard sales. He thinks I am going to sell his stuff or not sell things for enough money. It is no surprise to him and I; we don't do projects together, if we attempt we end up in bad moods. We know this of ourselves, hence the plan for a sale while he is away.