Shedding
No, I'm not shedding. The cats aren't doing too badly, given all the stress they're under. Landon does shed, but that's also not what I'm talking about.
I'm talking about the great shedding of possessions that happens when you move. I was shedding useless/unnecessary junk pretty steadily through the first week in January. Now that the house has been on the market, I've been a little slower about the process, since part of me was so sick of packing/cleaning that I was just ready to come to a complete halt, and the other half of me didn't want to get up to my elbows in a packing/cleaning project only to be interrupted by a showing.
Yesterday and today, though, I got down & dirty. My initial plan was to get the apartment vacuumed really well and figure out what to do with the stuff left up there. I did that, and then took a bunch of bags of stuff to the goodwill, sorted a bunch of stuff and furniture for the garage sale, packed bunch of clothes, linens and other stuff that we don't really need to have around but was less urgent to pack since it was 'behind closed doors,' so to speak. (Not that you really have any of those when people are looking at your house...I suspect that the transformer collection in my top filing cabinet drawer has been discovered more than once by nosy visitors!)
In other news, the collection of packed boxes in my furnace room continues to grow in a somewhat frightening manner. I would absolutely love to see the reactions of people when they look into that room (pre-warned with a note: "Furnace room - please pardon our boxes!") and are confronted with the walls of neat stacks of identical Starbucks Coffee boxes. Ha!
But, the great benefit to them - and the reason I'm being thusly selective about my boxes - is that they ARE all the same size. Packing them onto a moving truck is going to be EASY.
In other news, my first PSO rehearsal is tonight. I haven't been feeling too great all day - I hope I'm up for a 3-hour session!
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'Enter the Twilight Realm' play count: 353. BoT chapter: 10.
I'm talking about the great shedding of possessions that happens when you move. I was shedding useless/unnecessary junk pretty steadily through the first week in January. Now that the house has been on the market, I've been a little slower about the process, since part of me was so sick of packing/cleaning that I was just ready to come to a complete halt, and the other half of me didn't want to get up to my elbows in a packing/cleaning project only to be interrupted by a showing.
Yesterday and today, though, I got down & dirty. My initial plan was to get the apartment vacuumed really well and figure out what to do with the stuff left up there. I did that, and then took a bunch of bags of stuff to the goodwill, sorted a bunch of stuff and furniture for the garage sale, packed bunch of clothes, linens and other stuff that we don't really need to have around but was less urgent to pack since it was 'behind closed doors,' so to speak. (Not that you really have any of those when people are looking at your house...I suspect that the transformer collection in my top filing cabinet drawer has been discovered more than once by nosy visitors!)
In other news, the collection of packed boxes in my furnace room continues to grow in a somewhat frightening manner. I would absolutely love to see the reactions of people when they look into that room (pre-warned with a note: "Furnace room - please pardon our boxes!") and are confronted with the walls of neat stacks of identical Starbucks Coffee boxes. Ha!
But, the great benefit to them - and the reason I'm being thusly selective about my boxes - is that they ARE all the same size. Packing them onto a moving truck is going to be EASY.
In other news, my first PSO rehearsal is tonight. I haven't been feeling too great all day - I hope I'm up for a 3-hour session!
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'Enter the Twilight Realm' play count: 353. BoT chapter: 10.