What's In Mazda?

Believe it or not, I've managed to cross quite a few things of my pre-Thanksgiving list.  I'm not going to get it all done, of course.  I've already abandoned hope for most of the larger stuff, except for the booth.

I loaded up Mazda today with a huge mound of stuff from Sorrow Mountain, along with some comics and stuff from the house and headed across the river to the Peddlers Mall.

This is what it all looked like.

That's one of the biggest loads I've ever crammed in there.  No time this week to do a reveal shot later on, but you can imagine all the junkie goodness therein.  I am making some serious progress on Sorrow Mountain. 

After the first of the year, I am going on a total buying moratorium until yard sale season 2016 starts.  I'm going to spend the first part of next year burrowing deep into that mountain. 

Oh yeah.  I made some great comics scores at the Cavalcade of Comics.  I'll have much more on this later, but here's a pic.

Climb Every Mountain!

This is not Sorrow Mountain.

This is Sorrow Mountain's younger cousin.  His name is the Somewhat Rounded Hillock of Minor Despair and Slight Melancholy.  (SRHMDSM for short.)

We got this unit in order to get some stuff out of the house for a little while, so we could figure out if we still needed it or not. Unfortunately, during that time, I had to start the move out at Dixie when it closed. 

I don't have a lot in there, junk-wise.  Mainly, it's the last bits of stuff from the storage room I bought last winter, my unsold holiday merch from last year, and my religious book section, which is in the milk crates.

Non-junkwise, about half my personal books are in there. I went through the half in the house for the big spring extravaganza book sale.  Now it's time to start to work on these books for the fall version.

I spent some time there yesterday, just getting this it all organized.  I pulled most of the religious books to take to the booth and got all the books and all the holiday stuff together in their own sections.  I sorted the last bits of stuff from the buy-out, tossing a couple of boxes of crap.  Now that it's all grouped, I can just go in and pull what I want to take or need to work with and go. 

After I get my books ready for the sale, most of what I'll have left here can be transported to Sorrow Mountain, since I've been making some room over here.  At this point, I cannot imagine either of us keeping any of the household stuff that is in there, as neither of us can remember what it is!

This is one hillock that isn't long for the world.  (But it did serve its purpose and definitely helped out when needed.)

Downsizing.  Feels good.  This is another one of those tasks that I wanted to have done (or at least started) weeks ago.

And then I found an antique frame with the glass and an old ceiling light fixture in the dumpster.  I told Keith that I made a trade.

An Afternoon on Sorrow Mountain

Donna calls her stash/overflow/backstock "Horror Monster." 

Mine is called "Sorrow Mountain."  It lives in a storage unit.

Sometimes, I call it the "Mount of Sorrows."

I also add adjectives:  "The Mount of Many Sorrows" or the "Mount of Constant Sorrow."  (Yes, as in this.)

The adjectives even get colorful from time to time:  "The Fucking Mount of Sorrows."

Why do I call it "Sorrow Mountain"?

Looking in with several items already pulled out.

 Well,

The items that were pulled out.

 You tell me.

I spent yesterday afternoon there going through about the first third of the unit, trying to bring a bit of order to the process.  I was also looking for three items that I really need for a display idea I have.  One was right up front, but the other two were right smack dab in the middle of everything.  Of course.

I also pulled, and forgot to photograph, a Mazda load and a half to take over to the booth.  I've got lots of space opening up, so I figured I might as well fill it.

I was able to get everything put back in an order that will allow me to access a few loads for the next couple of weeks.  I found a box of my booth dud books, three boxes of books that I was given that aren't my groove, a box of oddball records, and a box of VHS tapes (both left behind during the Dixie move out).  I set them all aside together.  They'll be heading to Half Price Books this weekend.  I won't get a lot for them, but they'll be gone!

I also put aside in one bunch a couple of boxes of comics that need to be bagged and priced and a few bags and baskets of items that need to go home for sorting and then to the booth.  They'll be this weekend's project.

Next to all these set asides, I set up a block of small furniture that is easy to grab and ready to go once I get a bit more free space at the booths.  Once I've got all those things cleared out, I'll have a good-sized footprint opened up that will allow me to start sorting through the back of the unit.  It was a good start, but only a start.

Oh lordy.  What hath I wrought?

This is the face of one who has traveled the Mount of Sorrows.