Opening the Door

We’re making progress.

In keeping with the garage metaphor, I’ve finally deigned to open the door, peek inside, and even poke around at some of the piles to see what there is to do. Only one cockroach scurried into a corner so far, which is much better than the nest of thieving ogres I was expecting.

After a good, thorough assessment of the situation, I feel I have a decent plan of action, and for once it doesn’t involve teaching myself Photoshop or losing 25 pounds. (Because we all know that has oh so much to do with cleaning out the garage.) I am almost ready to begin making a dent in this motherfucker.

And I apologize for my dirty language but you see, there simply is no other word that is appropriate for this situation. As always, I appreciate your understanding.


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