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William's estimate has resulted in a truck upsizing, because otherwise we must: pack less, ship some, or drive back for items. None of those are simplifying. We choose simple.

A huge plywood cabinet which our first helper built us for a mini-fridge and storage-- that is both too tall to remove and too tall for rented trucks-- is now disassembled, after Greg and William numbered all the parts for reassembly.

Ninety percent of the back porch's contents are now in the trailer for the dump.

My sorting area is full of the other 10%, and half is for Goodwill. A spare bathing suit I really can use was buried in one container, apparently not of interest to nesting mice. Finding it was worth freezing as the men did my bidding in record time.

I have arrived at a way to define the difference between being a hoarder and being a saver. A Hoarder goes back through Goodwill bags and trash bins after the work is done, and takes stuff back out. A Saver takes a moment to clean up an item of value, tosses it into a Goodwill bin, and enjoys knowing it will be appreciated as a treasure. It's not about the amount of stuff.

Tomorrow we will set up the last staging area here-- a downstairs Goodwill space like the one upstairs. It's not fun to tote it anymore, and it's time to start packing the van for our trip to Philly for Dick's memorial, so we will leave that pile's delivery for William to complete after we depart for Ohio.

A small job remains-- my closet-- and I only want about 6 pieces out of it. Greg's closet, ditto. The larger and last area we have to tackle is the kitchen, and I've already started the Goodwill pile from there.

~Susan