...I done got B.U.S.Y! 
construction On the new house is underway. We have asked the builders for an approximate move in date. They like to leave a little wiggle room both ways but barring major delays (which are always a possibility)They are guessing some time between mid September and mid October.
Now that things are moving, every day that I don't do something in preparation, IE sorting,throwing away, packing, sorting, finding and sorting problems, sorting, etc, etc, etc adinfinitim, is a wasted day. Did I mention sorting?
My assessment of the situation is that I can't afford to waste too many, maybe none at all. I thank my lucky stars that I had the good sense not to do any of this back in the days when temps were in the 60s and 70s. Now I get to work of a bout 20 pounds of belly fat. :sad_smile:
Been stackin' stuff on the curb for several days now. It's a parade of cars and trucks going by picking through rubble. They seem to sense that this is gonna last a while. They are gettin' a lot of stuff some of it pretty good just not needed any more and I don't have the energy or the inclination to try to sell everything.
I did sell all my offshore stuff. I doubt I'll ever see the big pond again,'cept maybe from the air... The untold trips aboard The Dolphin hunter with Farmer Jim, my off shore skipper and a small group that crewed with us go to make up major part of my life. I know I won't remember every single fish but I will always ALWAYS remember how I loved watching the sun come up on the run out and going down on the way in. And sleeping under the stars on the 2 and 3 day trips. The feel and smell of the salty breeze, The deep blue of the water. And most of all the precious time spent with dear friends. The laughter. The action. The quiet moments of reflection and appreciation of God's bounty, sigh....
My across the street neighbor saw me stackin' stuff on the curb and came over to see what was going on. He made off with 3 sheets of ply wood a lot of scrap lumber And propane gas ring and two tanks. Move or not I'll never use any of that stuff. He is an avid fisherman and I knew it. He asked me if I was going to be getting rid of any fishing stuff. I said I was getting rid of my off shore stuff but I had to get a couple of bux for it. It was all good good stuff. He made me an offer I couldn't refuse. So I didn't. Sad to see it go but it will be well used and well cared for. Time for me to move on. Keepin' all my freshwater stuff anticipating some Striper action along with catfish and crappie.
Now I'm aware of something I hadn't thought of before. Our trash pick up is Tuesdays and Fridays. The last 3 pick up days have seen some unhappy faces when they pull up to my house. I have a 4 bedroom 2 bath 2 car garage, ;an 8x10 Morgan building and and 10x16 barn w/a loft along 3 walls crammed with all the stuff that can be crammed in 41 years.
I'm finally and truly up against it now but I'm in my groove now and I have a system that seems to be working well so far: I start working on it right after breakfast and hit it hard with no rest stops until I pass out from the heat. Pam throws water on me and I go in the house and drink beer until I pass out again. (an exaggeration but not much of one) I plan on staying with this system until I am done or get to a point where I see I'm gonna finish in time and ease up a bit. So y'all don't worry about me, I got PLENTY of beer.
construction On the new house is underway. We have asked the builders for an approximate move in date. They like to leave a little wiggle room both ways but barring major delays (which are always a possibility)They are guessing some time between mid September and mid October.Now that things are moving, every day that I don't do something in preparation, IE sorting,throwing away, packing, sorting, finding and sorting problems, sorting, etc, etc, etc adinfinitim, is a wasted day. Did I mention sorting?
My assessment of the situation is that I can't afford to waste too many, maybe none at all. I thank my lucky stars that I had the good sense not to do any of this back in the days when temps were in the 60s and 70s. Now I get to work of a bout 20 pounds of belly fat. :sad_smile:Been stackin' stuff on the curb for several days now. It's a parade of cars and trucks going by picking through rubble. They seem to sense that this is gonna last a while. They are gettin' a lot of stuff some of it pretty good just not needed any more and I don't have the energy or the inclination to try to sell everything.
I did sell all my offshore stuff. I doubt I'll ever see the big pond again,'cept maybe from the air... The untold trips aboard The Dolphin hunter with Farmer Jim, my off shore skipper and a small group that crewed with us go to make up major part of my life. I know I won't remember every single fish but I will always ALWAYS remember how I loved watching the sun come up on the run out and going down on the way in. And sleeping under the stars on the 2 and 3 day trips. The feel and smell of the salty breeze, The deep blue of the water. And most of all the precious time spent with dear friends. The laughter. The action. The quiet moments of reflection and appreciation of God's bounty, sigh....
My across the street neighbor saw me stackin' stuff on the curb and came over to see what was going on. He made off with 3 sheets of ply wood a lot of scrap lumber And propane gas ring and two tanks. Move or not I'll never use any of that stuff. He is an avid fisherman and I knew it. He asked me if I was going to be getting rid of any fishing stuff. I said I was getting rid of my off shore stuff but I had to get a couple of bux for it. It was all good good stuff. He made me an offer I couldn't refuse. So I didn't. Sad to see it go but it will be well used and well cared for. Time for me to move on. Keepin' all my freshwater stuff anticipating some Striper action along with catfish and crappie.
Now I'm aware of something I hadn't thought of before. Our trash pick up is Tuesdays and Fridays. The last 3 pick up days have seen some unhappy faces when they pull up to my house. I have a 4 bedroom 2 bath 2 car garage, ;an 8x10 Morgan building and and 10x16 barn w/a loft along 3 walls crammed with all the stuff that can be crammed in 41 years.
I'm finally and truly up against it now but I'm in my groove now and I have a system that seems to be working well so far: I start working on it right after breakfast and hit it hard with no rest stops until I pass out from the heat. Pam throws water on me and I go in the house and drink beer until I pass out again. (an exaggeration but not much of one) I plan on staying with this system until I am done or get to a point where I see I'm gonna finish in time and ease up a bit. So y'all don't worry about me, I got PLENTY of beer.
