Why?

There are few people who understand my priorities at present.  Instead of spending my summer outside weeding and planting and growing, I am inside clearing the main floor.  I am making myself a refuge, a home instead of a retail space I live in.  First I am sorting through things that are mostly mine, mostly rags for rugs.  I never stored them outside because I did not have  rodent proof containers.  Since there are no pigs, and the poultry flock is greatly reduced, I am using the barrels that Ken stored feed in previously.

And sorting canning jars – I  have enough for a village.  Need any?

Now I can do tai chi in two places on the main floor. 

Still more remains, but when I look back I see progress and I feel the mental clutter go as the physical clutter in the room is cleared.  Even in a tough spot in my life there is a contentment as I watch the change.