Cleaning with a nice hot cup of coffee and being warm while the outside is afflicted by cold and rainy Northern weather is nice. Well, excluding the mouse turds (seriously how much can one mouse eat? I know there's a hole in my closet where they can climb through, but yikes. I guess that's just life next to a forest). At least I made a dent in some of the junk I own.

Edit: I feel like I'm going back in time. I found my great grandfather's old coins he gave me. Old state coins and dollar coins. Might be best to find a better place to store them.

Edit 2: Found out what the other coins were. The ones I identified as commemorative presidential coins, but I just now found out the other coins were state of the union coins. Something Shell (the oil/gas guys) did, running some promotion with commemorative coins.