Too many hours, yesterday, at the computer “climbing the family tree.” I got lost in the search for information about a “collateral line” individual. I should have walked away but it was a challenge. Now my head is swimming with ideas for a story. The story is begging to be written because the details are so unusual the reader will think it’s fiction. I didn’t go to bed until 1:30 this morning after seventeen hours marathon. Honestly, I don’t have time to write a story because major downsizing projects clutter my trailer home, patio and carport. “Downsize, donate, and discard” are paramount.