So... I've been clearing some old stuff out...outa my bedroom...outa my basement...outa my brain. I've been giving stuff away. It's some how related to my New Year's resolution about regaining peace in my life. I think it's about letting go of things that pester me...unfinished projects...unpleasant memories. I mailed my wedding ring back to the jeweler who made it. It's been sitting there on my dresser for the 2 or 3 years since my divorce, just waitin' for me to figure out what to do with it. Today I took a couple boxes of miscellaneous folk art and thrift store treasures to an antique store. I think I left the owner a little confused. I guess it's pretty weird to have someone give you crates of cool stuff outa the blue. She told me she'd call me if she made a lot of money on anything. I told her it wasn't the idea...she should think of it as lottery money. Someday I'll need to move outa this house... to someplace better suited to bootmaking, and I want to blast outa here like it was a launching pad.