Brand Spanking New!

Shek it out!  DH has been bugging me for YEARS to buy a popcorn popper.  As you see, not just any ol' popcorn popper.  Everywhere we goes that has popcorn coming outta this thing, he's gotta have some.  We'd go to DS's football games and first thing he'd do is run to the concession stand for some popcorn.  Yeah, he likes it but $800?  How much friggin' popcorn can you eat?  Huh?  He told me during the week that he was gonna need 300 bucks cuz he was going to an auction on Saturday.  When he left early Sat. morn he said, "I'll be back with a popcorn popper."  He wasn't kidding.  He ended up spending $280 plus a stop to the restaurant supply to buy all he needed to give this mother popping.  Yeah, purtty darn yummy.

This is my first post with typepad.  It is weird to not have to be entering html code.  Plus, it appears that I can do much more than looking up code to move things around.  30 day free trial and then my annual fee shall commence ---- looking good so far.

My OCD took over on Saturday.  As soon as I got back from g. sales, I TORE APART the office.  I can't stands no more!  I felt this overwhelming organizational urge hit me on Saturday during g. sales.  I didn't think I would take on such a big project.  When you do something this big there is always a place you hit where you say, "Oh shit - I've got a lot of work ahead of me."  Since I'm about as anal as you can get and have to map out everything, I used an on-line room re-arranger but still ended up only moving a few pieces of furniture.  I shoulda taken before pics but only ended up with heat of the moment.  The closet ----- trust me when I say that you couldn't open it without getting pegged in the dome.  I cleared out all the bins of yarn and fabric ---- dumped the crap and put the rest of it up at eBay.  I have two huge bags of yarn going to MIL & SIL, another to DC Ruthie and the bins are storing what I kept.  Yes, I still had enough lying around the office to completely fill all the bins.  That is sad.  OCD hoard issues at its finest.  I still have three 4-foot stacks of items to list on eBay.  I oughta be ashamed.  I did make a list of things I need to hit ---- patterns, magazines and books.  I've got more than I'll ever need or use.  What got all this started?  It dawned on me that I was overwhelmed with all the stash and couldn't accomplish what I really wanted to.  Holding onto colors/types of yarn/fabric just to FIND a use for them is causing insanity.  Unloading all of this brings it to a somewhat manageable level where I can see what I've got and what I'd like to do with it.  It feels good to purge.  I'd like to have DSIL go through my bags and take what she wants but I know that I wouldn't be able to watch and then I'd feel bad for the ones she didn't take.  I'd continue thinking, "I wonder why she didn't take this one?  I like it a lot.  Poor bag."  Commit me now but please let me take my office!

 

Here are the pics:

 

 

Yes, it oozed out into the hall!  This was prior to me pulling everything outta the closet.  I had so much crap in the hall that DH wondered what the fire marshal would say.  I put it back into safety compliance by the time we went to bed.