) The collectors woke me up yesterday morning (just as well - I forgot to set the alarm!) & took the lot from my street. Which now looks like it's had a spring clean! 
Hi, my name is farmerman.
"hello farmerman"
And Im a hoarder of paper. I love paper, all kinds of paer. Great sheets of 300 pound 100% rag watercolor paper with dimpled surfaces and a cream colored low sheen; piles of Bristol board, hard and smoothed surfaced; tablets and tablets of hot rolled and cold rolled smooth and medium toothed drawing paper.
I have great piles of cardstock and scratchboard all waiting to be made into cards and scratched upon.
I love paper
ALl kinds of paper.
And I have lots of paper in large plastic bags so they dont yellow on the shelves of my studio.
Today I bought some Mi Tientes charcoal paper, I think I need help.
Before we moved, we agreed to rid ourselves of some clutter we had accumulated, and have a garage sale. The majority of our items were my wifes, of course. I was present for the Saturday, and she was home for the day Sunday. When she came home Saturday evening, and stepped into the house, and then, high tailed it to the garage, she began asking: "Where's this?, Where's that? Where's my...? ....you sold what..? ...and even...? It was dirty work. Somebody had to do it. I took no satisfaction.
Sunday. Set up.
"Honey, will you roll your bike out of the garage, so I can set up another table?" I gladly obliged, before I headed out.
Gone. My baby. Four carb, krakor headers, seventy seven, wonderful machine. Gone.
Cleaning closets can be tough.
