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Jun. 11th, 2012 11:06 amA couple of weeks ago, I sent a few friends the following e-mail:
Last week,sanj and I got the video chat working, and this week - yesterday - we spent four hours examining almost every article of clothing I own (we decided I can do gym clothes by myself, and also underwear and socks) and separating them into two stacks: the stack of Things What I Am Keeping, which was a heap that consumed my bed (I had already planned to stay at Gentleman Caller's last night, thank god), and the stack of Things What I Am Donating, which was a heap on my bedroom floor which fell over at one point in the process. Wasn't a stack, mind you. Was already a pile presumably wider on the bottom than on the top; nevertheless, fell down.
( Results and discussion. )
I went to GC's after packing up all the Goodwill things, and he patted my hair for a while and listened to me verbally unwind from the really challenging afternoon and early evening of facing my not-hoarding-but-nevertheless-accumulating demons, and we had corn on the cob and watched a hockey game we already knew the ending of, and this morning I woke up with a splitting headache but by now the car is full of Things and I'm feeling better. And soon I will go to the dentist and (hopefully finally) get mygrillz permanent crown, and all manner of thing shall be well.
( In other news, I need to do a wardrobe culling. )
Last week,
sanj and I got the video chat working, and this week - yesterday - we spent four hours examining almost every article of clothing I own (we decided I can do gym clothes by myself, and also underwear and socks) and separating them into two stacks: the stack of Things What I Am Keeping, which was a heap that consumed my bed (I had already planned to stay at Gentleman Caller's last night, thank god), and the stack of Things What I Am Donating, which was a heap on my bedroom floor which fell over at one point in the process. Wasn't a stack, mind you. Was already a pile presumably wider on the bottom than on the top; nevertheless, fell down.( Results and discussion. )
I went to GC's after packing up all the Goodwill things, and he patted my hair for a while and listened to me verbally unwind from the really challenging afternoon and early evening of facing my not-hoarding-but-nevertheless-accumulating demons, and we had corn on the cob and watched a hockey game we already knew the ending of, and this morning I woke up with a splitting headache but by now the car is full of Things and I'm feeling better. And soon I will go to the dentist and (hopefully finally) get my
