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In a weird display of synchronicity, I was downstairs to keep the cat company, so was watching TV for the first time in several months, and came across a documentary about the guy who invented Earthships. So that was pretty awesome.
Also, I have started on my Plan - the first load of laundry is done, the next is in the machine, and most of the rubbish is out of my room. I am going to move just about everything out tomorrow, including the boxes of crap underneath my bed. The stuff I know I want rid of, be it charity or ebay, goes in the cloakroom; the rest (which will be a vast pile of paper, including books) will go in the dining room. Then on Thursday I can sort through the crap and Friday move stuff back (and possibly a box or three into the garage) in preparation for parentals returning Saturday. It seems like a valid plan but kind of depends on me having energy for the next three days, which, given my habits of self-care, not so likely, but oh well.
Also I went to the dentist today for two more fillings so I was numb and am now a bit sore (which recollection prompted by mention of my crappy habits of self-care; the dentist tells me I ought to floss, but I told him I brush a lot more often than I do, so, I dunno. It's just hard to care about my damn teeth when my brain's such a mess, y'know?)
Also also I just made a punk-ass arm-warmer by ripping out the toe of an old sock; there was already a hole for my big toe. I am considering a gaffer-tape hem... probably I will just chuck it in the recycling in a day or two, but at the moment I'm quite amused.
Also, I have started on my Plan - the first load of laundry is done, the next is in the machine, and most of the rubbish is out of my room. I am going to move just about everything out tomorrow, including the boxes of crap underneath my bed. The stuff I know I want rid of, be it charity or ebay, goes in the cloakroom; the rest (which will be a vast pile of paper, including books) will go in the dining room. Then on Thursday I can sort through the crap and Friday move stuff back (and possibly a box or three into the garage) in preparation for parentals returning Saturday. It seems like a valid plan but kind of depends on me having energy for the next three days, which, given my habits of self-care, not so likely, but oh well.
Also I went to the dentist today for two more fillings so I was numb and am now a bit sore (which recollection prompted by mention of my crappy habits of self-care; the dentist tells me I ought to floss, but I told him I brush a lot more often than I do, so, I dunno. It's just hard to care about my damn teeth when my brain's such a mess, y'know?)
Also also I just made a punk-ass arm-warmer by ripping out the toe of an old sock; there was already a hole for my big toe. I am considering a gaffer-tape hem... probably I will just chuck it in the recycling in a day or two, but at the moment I'm quite amused.