It's all about boxes
On the one hand, I am surrounded by too many boxes, on the other, I haven't got enough. Yes, unbelievable as it may sound, I am still unpacking the large red boxes I dumped all my stuff into when we moved way back in early May. I am left with half a box of soft toys to unpack. I haven't decided on what to do about the toys. I might photograph them to death, then chuck them. I know I am heartless to do so, but thy just get dusty so fast. And I am trying to cut down on the dust. I unpacked one large box tonight. I also turned half of my wardrobe upside down, thinking to air the clothes I seldom use (hate the musty smell of unused clothes) and shoes. The problem is, when I unpack large boxes, I sort the stuff into smaller boxes. I currently have more than 20 of these smaller boxes. As most of them are labeled "miscellaneous," you can tell that I am not done sorting and tidying up, and that it is going to take a looong time to finish it all. Ironically, my progress is slowed by the lack of other kinds of boxes. For instance, I want another box to stash pens in, maybe a box for my crafts stuff, another one for make-up etc. Oh man, I am drowning in boxes, actual or envisioned.
All of the above is partly in line with accomplishing certain things before I start work. One of those things is sorting out my room. Not fully. Just so I can locate stuff. I am doing well so far. I am adding folders, boxes, sorting things, getting things out of the way. Another thing I want to do is cooking/baking. Hopefully a little bit more of that will happen soon. Then there is the matter of all sorts of presents to make ready. And! I really want to make an effort to get in touch with people I have been out of touch with. Hopefully it all comes together, and I will feel like I've had a fruitful break. Also! Lots of fun and resting, and movie watching and reading, and chilling out with the people I always see/chill out with, needs to happen, so that I will feel like I've had a restful break. My, I'm ambitious. Haha, some reading for work also needs to start happening asap. And! Fitness and stamina must be improved. Getting back to exercise has been awful in the wake of the last horrible sickness. My stamina is gone so completely, that I feel weak as a kitten. Of course, I have no patience with myself. And the exercising I do only makes me feel just how weak and unfit I have become. But I must persevere. Signed up for Yoga with A. Loving it, and really want to try and lots more in the next one and a half weeks.
Hope my elaborate plans don't keep me from falling asleep soon enough, so that I can wake up at a decent hour tomorrow, and actually carry out the plans. Because irony is both kind of a bitch and a life-long companion.