All my stash that is "for sale" is at Mom's. I never moved it to HTB's house when I moved. A few months ago, I decided that all of it needs to go. I don't want to pay to list it on Ebay, I don't have the time to set up another sale album, and most of it, I'm not going to stitch. It's remnants of grab bags and box lots I have bought over the years, or things I just don't like anymore. The giveaway table at Sue Hillis' GTG is the best place to get rid of it; I can get things I really want, it will go to a home that really wants it, and, if not, it will get donated to a charity in Richmond. This is a win-win for all involved and it's not taking up space in my mother's living room. So last night was the night I got it ready to go. I went through the binders I had it in, and put it all in a box, ready to go to Richmond.
Of course my little hoarding heart said, "Do you really want to get rid of all this?" She almost had me, til I realized there was a layer of dust on the binders, and, if I haven't stitched it in the last 18 months, maybe longer, I probably will not stitch it. But I went through everything one more time. There were a few things I saved, but 99% went into the tub to be given away. I'm proud of myself for that.
I did not put the leftover British magazines I have in there. I bought them for someone who used to be a friend, but she got me to send $180 worth of magazines to her, never paid me for them, and then never paid for the rest; she claimed she had personal issues. These magazines are an annoying reminder of her, and I need to get them out of the house, but I really don't think, at this point, that giving them away is going to make me feel better about the situation. I do think I will try to list them on Ebay one more time, then go from there. They're older issues, and still in the wrappings, one would hope that someone would find some value in them . . . Anyway, that was a small backstep (maybe), but I guess it's understandable. I just need to list them. Get off my hiney and list them.
I was pretty stoked to find, tucked in with all this stuff, my Nigella Lawson cookbooks. When I was finished, I sat down and read through them again. I've made a couple of the recipes--my watermelon feta cheese salad is a Nigella recipe, and everyone loves that, and even my carnivorous HTB liked the roasted veggies with cheese on top. I'm thinking of seeing if he wants to do the Coca Cola ham this weekend, and maybe the deep-fried Mounds bars. YUM!