YOU CAN SEE - and SIT ON - the couch, the first time for literally years. I am almost out of saved used empty cat food sacks. I've been cleaning a tad bit. Tossing obviously unnecessary items ) a paid bill from Aug. 2003, the application for a writer's retreat in Hawaii, for April, 2004 (keep the dream alive, and all that, but really, isn't that a bit ridiculous? a 2004 spare phone book) and repiling, mostly, which I promised myself I would NOT do... Oh, well. A cleaned off couch is at least positive progress, even if it is just mostly a rearrangement, not a solution.
I love being able to see the mural again!