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Randy Jones

Born in Hopewell, Virginia... Lost in New Bern, NC and F-L-A... Found at the beach. Father. Partner. Writer. Lucero diehard.

The stuff, Day 25

Clutter comes in so many forms. My email inbox has over 8,000 unread emails from the last year. My year of underemployment after being laid off. I would love to go be a sports editor again. I love it and... Continue Reading →

The stuff, Day 24

Making up for a missed day.  I had a little trouble today, been murking my way through a mental slowdown caused by underemployment, indebtedness, lack of sleep, and a lack of economically viable skills. But, no worries, I've lived the... Continue Reading →

The stuff, Day 23

Two more bags of clothes. Nothing much else to say. Shedding is nice, and getting easier every day. Will it be that way on Day 365? You tell me?

The stuff, Day 22

Cleaned out another shoe box of crap today. Found such important things like a rental agreement for a U-Haul from 2010, my receipt for my last electric bill when I lived in Greenville, NC, a bunch of envelopes with addresses... Continue Reading →

The stuff, Day 21

Three weeks into my journey of de-clutterization, I'm happy that I've stayed the course. Now, if I can get back on track with writing life will be back on track. But this shedding of crap, stuff, possessions is part of... Continue Reading →

The stuff, Day 20

Put these on today, and...Came to find out the elastic is shot. If memory serves me well, I've had them since I lived in Arizona. That means they've seen a lot. Sentiment says "Keep!" But my brain now says "Goodbye!"... Continue Reading →

The stuff, Day 19

Digging in an old shoebox full of writings in notepads, all these coasters greeted me. They come mostly from the years 2009-2011, but a couple are before and a couple after. I used them a lot while drinking alone at... Continue Reading →

The stuff, Day 18

I tend to be good at coaching and mentoring. If you are open to it. In the past, I developed a reputation among folks. Some thought I was a complete ass, others thought I was the bee's knees. And it... Continue Reading →

The stuff, Day 17

My mom gave me her and dad's old dish set years ago. Part of that growing up thing. I don't use them anymore, they've been wrapped up since I moved to Raleigh from the coast in 2012, so today I... Continue Reading →

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