I've been back home for just about 2 hours now and I think I've finally decompressed enough to pop in the latest from Netflix.

My sisters and I barely made a dent in my mom's 30+-year collection of junk, but that's to be expected. I think we'll be helping her to dig out of this hole for about a year (It's like pulling teeth). We got rid of about 15 large garbage bags of stuff, and about 6 or 7 more bags are going to be donated to a thrift store tomorrow.

Her house wore on me and I am just really tired. At the same time, it motivated me. I threw out some stuff of mine that's been sitting around with no clear purpose.