Yup, I’ve gotta celebrate the small things.
In the neverending decluttering project, I cleared out the top drawer in the main bathroom and scrubbed it clean. Now it contains new soap and toothpaste.
One big box out of the back shed now. I threw out old SCA garb that was covered in cobwebs and smelling musty. Honestly, I don’t have time to refresh the garb, iron and hand it to the hospitaller – that is, if I knew who the local hospitaller were. Hobbies change, fashions change, and I daresay my pathetic sewing attempts would be met with derision, i.e. rather like when I was a paying member of the SCA.