The dumpster finally arrived today. So much to throw away! I finally finished the cold room, with the help of my grandson. The garage is half done, and on to the storage shed on Thursday. I told my family that if they want anything they need to come this week because EVERYTHING is going in the dumpster by the end of the week. I’m not so angry at Steve now. I still have bouts of saying, “What were you thinking??” when I find really old useless objects, which is quite often. But the anger has mellowed down to annoyance. I’m headed toward acceptance and forgiveness. I’ll get there.