Hoarding runs in the family. At my parents’ house, there’s a gigantic cabinet full of vinyl records that can cover the walls of the whole house, with more to cover the ceilings and floors. Anna Moffo, Broadway musical soundtracks, Nat King Cole, old blue eyes Frank Sinatra, Led Zeppelin, Stylistics, Barbra Streisand, Rolling Stones, Burt Bacharach, Commodores, The Doors, VST and Co, Nora Aunor, Celeste Legaspi, Basil Valdez, name it the grandfather has it, until he shifted gears to cassette tapes.  Emotional attachment usually thwarts people from putting up for sale certain unnew and unused things. My own imperative off-loading finally happened. Ericke, the creator of the fashionably kitschy Surprisingly Kitsch blog, is moving to LA two weeks from now. A brand new period awaits her, no room for excess baggage.

Occupying a corner at the Ace garage was photographer Marianne G. Pasion’s creative brainwork, Thought Journal — a line of notebooks with recycled leaves bound by representations of Ilocos. Alexa bought 3 pieces for herself and her two best friends. I’m seeing another blogger in the near future.

Yard Sale Tip: Be there to manage and sell your wares. Still and all, you are the only one who can decide the most wise on each and every transaction.

I lost an estimated 240 pounds of mementos. As it may be, a good start in an attempt to declutter and minimize an object-oriented world.

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