Setting my house in order
I really hate cleaning. Not the "oh let's take care of that awful dust and the week old sandwick in the fridge" cleaning. The kind that reduces the amount of clutter one's life tends to collect. I'm a pack rat by nature, and having to get rid of my belongings really hurts. Having to choose which items are more valuable/more sentimental/absolute necessity makes me panics.
So I'm taking a break from the work/weeping/panic to see how far I've gotten today. It's not much. 6 boxes to keep vs 3 to discard (And I haven't even started on the clothing!). I can't keep pretending I need all these books and toys, but I love collecting things (and people like feeding this annoying habit of mine!)
My mother is willing to store things for me... but I have to lug them back to Vancouver when I move in. Logic says I must be ruthless! (Whimper!) Or else I have to get use to throwing my back out from carrying all this crap to my mother's house.
OK, break's over. Back to it. Sigh. Where's Merlin (the Disney version) and the magic carpet bag when you need him?
So I'm taking a break from the work/weeping/panic to see how far I've gotten today. It's not much. 6 boxes to keep vs 3 to discard (And I haven't even started on the clothing!). I can't keep pretending I need all these books and toys, but I love collecting things (and people like feeding this annoying habit of mine!)
My mother is willing to store things for me... but I have to lug them back to Vancouver when I move in. Logic says I must be ruthless! (Whimper!) Or else I have to get use to throwing my back out from carrying all this crap to my mother's house.
OK, break's over. Back to it. Sigh. Where's Merlin (the Disney version) and the magic carpet bag when you need him?