Today I am thankful that people are noticing that I've given away a lot of the crap in my house.
My ex was a horder.
Throughout the marriage, I felt ugly so I started hording dresses and shoes.
So far, I've had four visits from numerous charities to pick up donations and made countless vehicle trips to a couple of my favorite charities.
There is still far too much junk. I haven't even started going through the dresses and shoes.
Oh my.....
back in the day, when my elderly neighbor needed cash, he'd take something I didn't want and pawn it off.
I think I'm getting down to the stuff no one wants - he's now asking for money.
Sigh....
*****
I've spent the day bolstering up the security on the house, talking to lawyers and wondering how in the hell this shit hasn't stopped yet.
You'd be proud of me - I still haven't used my graveyard dirt or lit a candle.
I'm proud of me.
I even ignored my Psalm justifications. There are Biblical verses that act as curses. I could simply read the Bible out loud to curse the shit out of my stalker.
I didn't. Well, part of it is that a childhood friend gave me my Bible and I don't think he'd approve of it's misuse.
In my real life, I work for a religious organization. We hand out Bibles daily.
Maybe I'm starting to be less of a freaked out asshole. If I can refrain from being scared, I can refrain from scaring assholes away from me.
I need to get the junk out of my house and keep the junk out of my soul.
Wish me luck.
Love ya,
S.