I swear this picture was not selected to go with my next topic: bankruptcy. Our hearing is scheduled for mid-May, not much to do on our end but take Part 2 of the required credit counseling. Part 1 told us that we were not doing anything wrong or living extravagantly, but that we got dealt a tough hand to play.
Sometimes I can detach from all this struggle and view it objectively. It's interesting to consider all your possessions and their value in regard to the precious minutes of your life that are required to earn stuff, buy stuff, store stuff, clean stuff, dispose of stuff, let alone just to ENJOY the stuff. The picture above came about when I realized I spent more time skimming than swimming and just let the chips fall where they may. It's also interesting to be told that you can't get help because you have too much stuff. And there are whole industries based on taking away your stuff and more industries built on the sorry fact that you ain't got no stuff. Aw, stuff it! George Carlin might say, "Move your crap so I have a place for my stuff."
Today is Marcy's mom's birthday. Stella is 94. We'll go visit her and take her a little gift, a framed collage of some recent photos of the boys playing music. We wanted her to have a tangible reminder that they are not little babies anymore but young men getting on with their own lives. She can't keep much stuff, but she'll like the picture.