I have too many CDs. I think I own about 500 so far, which isn’t that many when you consider some of my industry pals own several thousand, but I have had trouble keeping track of them. Their insides, rather. I’ve found my missing Marc Anthony CD but now I can’t find the jewel box. Sigh.

I keep promising myself that I will find a catalog program and organize them, find the missing insides and/or outsides, get them organized by genre and/or artist. Have I managed to do this yet? No. LOL!

I have, however, been going through my house and reassessing my other possessions. When it looked like I might be moving it hit me that I have too much stuff. So I’m now getting rid of all that stuff because, frankly, whether I move or not I would like to simplify my life. I hope our local chapter of Cerebral Palsy makes a mint off some of the stuff I’m giving them. But I’m keeping my books!

This also comes on the heels of my finding that one of my good player pals in Star Wars Galaxies is going to be losing his daughter soon. His family has been battling her cancer for two years and they are not on the winning side. His daughter….is three years old. I hug Cyd every chance I get but since last night I’ve been hugging her more. In fact, I think I’ll go hug her now.

Happy Father’s Day to all the fathers in my life!