saitaina | I'm going to die...

and then when I do, I'm going to kill my mother again.

First of all, she's a horder, which means TOO MUCH FREAKING STUFF. Secondly, I TOLD her my shit was out there, but noo, she didn't listen (or told me it was marked which it WASN'T. No wonder I can't find anything I own *grumpy face*.

For that, I'm throwing out her cutsey shit! (well, donating, same difference, gets it out of MY house).

Found another box of paperwork to go through, but sadly my cursery glance revealed no life insurence policy or car title, even though I know we have both. And I've discovered that doing stuff by yourself rather...sucks. I have no one to share the odd/weird/wonderful finds with, nor anyone to bitch with. Plus it's hot, dirty, back breaking work and to do it alone seems almost impossible.

I've also discovered that my method of sorting shit by throwing it into piles makes more work for me. *pouts* Time fo find a box for the 'donate' pile (which is growing larger and larger with each box, yay getting rid of stuff, boo over tripping over it half the time).

*whines* My knee hurts! And my back, and it's HOTTTT *end whine*