Last Sunday I posted that I was tired of not getting things done. When my family sees the wheels turning in my head they get scared. Very scared. They play along though, because they know better than to get in the way of determination.
Last weekend permit boy and I walked around the house discussing how we could move the furniture so it made more sense. For the last decade, we’ve had the stereo next to the computer. Back in the day, the desk was just a desk. Now it’s a computer desk and permit boy watches movies and videos, plays games and does homework there. No one could listen to the stereo. Ever.
So after lots of measuring and discussion, we decided to move the stereo into my sewing room. An end table from the sewing room moved next to the desk. The desk moved over three inches. The chest fit on the other side by a half inch. We vacuumed up ten years worth of dust. Everything was reconnected.
The stereo didn’t work.
Then my husband remembered it was broken. Of course it was.
One trip to Best Buy solved that little problem, and now I have tunes in my sewing room. It makes a world of difference. Music is a real mood lifter. I like to hang out there just to listen to music.
The best part is that the old broken stuff went straight into the trash. I love my husband, but he has delusions of fixing things. And he saves things because he might need them someday. Anyone else have a husband like that?
Some things are beyond fixing or saving. I’ve been giving that a lot of thought lately since my word for the year is release.
Won’t my husband be surprised when he gets home from fishing and sees I got rid of the exercise bike too?
quiltpaintcreate 
HA! Too funny the stereo was broken. I have found that since I took the tv out of my sewing room and started listening to books on CD’s, I have gotten a whole lot more stuff done in there. You see, you will go sew more because you want to know what’s going on in the story! It works once you get the hang of it. It’s a process for sure though.
My husband is the same way – “someday”…and the someday never comes. I just toss out the stuff while he isn’t here and he doesn’t seem to miss it at all. What I hate are the bits of wood he has stashed, but I have to admit they do come in handy at times. Releasing unused/unwanted items is freeing up our living space and is refreshing to our mind/spirit. Enjoy your new stereo.