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[ursa_mater]

So, sometime in the past two, maybe three weeks while lost in our fevered, plague-ridden and sickly stupors, my fiancé and I decided that now (Now? Yes, NOW) would be a good time to clean. To clean, and de-clutter. Simple words, yes? Ha! I laugh again, HA HA! The reason for this particular outpouring insanity, you ask

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[gcyogi]

Everyone is allowed a SANE number of comfort clothes. One battered Tshirt and a chamois shirt that you've given new life too seems like a good number. I have at least 5 tshirts that hide in my closet and will likely never be worn again... but I'm a pack rat. Also I now am in need of tea and honey... I might make some for my sick fiance also. We need to plan to see each other, or bear or Don, so that I can get you your fudge. Mmmmm Cinnamon Fudge!!! Tastes like coffee rolls!

[snicks_chan]

WHAT IS THE DEAL with jelly-jars-turned-glasses? Mason jars are not actually meant for drinking from any more than tupperware is, and yet...for crying out loud, I DON'T EVEN LIKE JAM and I have a bunch of them!

The Spazz and I did a similar mucking-out after Christmas. Back in high school, despite the fact that he is twiglike, he went through a phase of buying extra-large shirts. Having broken him of this habit, we had a whole trashbag full of tentlike shirts to ship to Goodwill (and I, on the urgent advice of a friend, got rid of all the cheap Payless plasticy shoes that look cute but cause abominable blisters). It's nice to actually be able to see the far wall of the closet.

[mistressnaoko]

Urgh. I can understand the pain. I haven't worked through my desk mess yet (funny how I seem to clear it up every year BUT it still gets messy with accumulated junk in 2 months) and I'm terrified to do so. XD