New Year's Eve & Continuing Adventures
I have been very, very busy lately. My work at Bear Creek Beers has been continuing nicely, and I've been enjoying it quite a bit. Strangely, last week I worked about twenty hours at the beer store, however, and it seemed like too much. It was fun, but it ate up a piece of every weekday, and that didn't sit quite right with me. I've also been continuing to move out of my house. Years and years of accumulated crap are being sorted, thrown out, donated, sold, or stored. I'm trying to store as little as possible, but it's absolutely astounding how my packrat-oriented mind latches onto the most useless things! I have to keep my goal in mind constantly.
On New Year's Eve, I tore up the town with a couple of friends. Somewhere during the night, I spilled a bit of food on my favorite suit, and it left a very noticeable spot. I didn't want to dish out the money for the dry cleaning (nor subject the suit to unneeded chemical treatments), so I used a couple of tricks I read about on the Internet. First, I rubbed corn starch into the spot and let it sit for about six hours. I then applied a clothing brush to get rid of the corn starch, and upon noticing that the spot was still there (in fact, highlighted by corn starch, it appeared), I used club soda to blot out the spot, let it dry, and gave it another good brushing. The spot is now gone, and my suit looks as fresh as ever! It was a neat trick, and I'm glad it worked.
My immediate future is still full of uncertainty. I have taken to plodding through my house project and waiting for something to happen, but what I need to learn from the past year is that I can't sit and wait for life to happen to me: I need to make things happen! But first I need the time, so I need to finish my damnable house clean-out, which is what I'm about to do. Wish me luck, true believers.
On New Year's Eve, I tore up the town with a couple of friends. Somewhere during the night, I spilled a bit of food on my favorite suit, and it left a very noticeable spot. I didn't want to dish out the money for the dry cleaning (nor subject the suit to unneeded chemical treatments), so I used a couple of tricks I read about on the Internet. First, I rubbed corn starch into the spot and let it sit for about six hours. I then applied a clothing brush to get rid of the corn starch, and upon noticing that the spot was still there (in fact, highlighted by corn starch, it appeared), I used club soda to blot out the spot, let it dry, and gave it another good brushing. The spot is now gone, and my suit looks as fresh as ever! It was a neat trick, and I'm glad it worked.
My immediate future is still full of uncertainty. I have taken to plodding through my house project and waiting for something to happen, but what I need to learn from the past year is that I can't sit and wait for life to happen to me: I need to make things happen! But first I need the time, so I need to finish my damnable house clean-out, which is what I'm about to do. Wish me luck, true believers.