Monday it is back to the salt mines. I start a job driving a van from Woodinville to Tacoma and return for Coit (the shiny black van people). The distance is a little over 100 miles, and about 2 hours of drive time (round trip) in perfect conditions. Except I leave at 5:45 AM, just in time for the morning commute.
I am to take clean rugs, drapes, and paperwork down and bring dirty rugs, drapes, and receipts back. It is a guaranteed four-hour shift, Monday through Friday, no weekends. The only thing that bothers me is getting up at 4:30 in the middle of the night. I didn’t even know there was such a time, but the Queen says there is. I’m sure there will be ghosts and goblins out at that time.
Ten Laws Of Stuff (Scrappers know all this)
Stuff breeds, the more you have, the more you need.
Useless stuff crowds out the good stuff.
Dust loves stuff. Bugs love stuff. Rodents love stuff. Moisture loves stuff.
Stuff loves to stay where it lands.
Stuff expands to fill the space available.
Over time, stuff becomes invisible.
Stuff costs you money.
Stuff has a powerful effect on your state of mind.
Stuff takes on value only when it is used.
Stuff doesn’t make you happy, you do.
Georgene Lockwood