Housecleaning

I've resolved to convert my hermit's den into something that wouldn't frighten my Mother should she ever be motivated to visit (ain't holdin' my breath on that one, though). My spare bedroom is a PC Graveyard...I should sell off at least the two oldest desktops and put a guest bed and dresser in there.

I've been living quite miserly on just my AF pension...you'd think in all my spare time, I'd have an immaculate house and yard? If I wasn't a lazy sluggard, maybe. Must. drag. myself. away. from. the. computer.

Got to figure out how to sell stuff on EBay...I'll keep the DVDs I never watch, but I figure someone out there is looking to fill out their LaserDisc collection. And a mountain of CDs I never play. Then I'll take an armful of my gun safe's Bastard Stepchildren to a gun shop to sell them on consignment. It's not like a Firestar or Browning BDM is going to accrue value in another decade.

Don't get the idea that I'm teetering on the edge of poverty...I've just liquefied some of my mutual funds to pay off the truck and the credit card and restore an emergency/discretionary cash fund. Might not have to be a Cheap Charlie again this coming Christmas. And with some free time until college classes next year, I ought to go see the Grand Canyon and Tombstone while I have the chance. Yeah, I'll blog it! That's the ticket!

I'm blogging this to cement my resolve to actually do it.

No, that's not my real couch. Now, replace the cans with once-fired brass....