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i'm kind of digging being right
I took out the Discard pile the other day, and this morning I decided I finally had to get rid of the Donate pile and that would make it a lot less discouraging to come into my apartment because it would look much less like the packing was going glacially slowly. What had stalled me was that I thought I'd have to put the Donate stuff in a box to take it to the Goodwill, and I'd need the box to pack stuff in, so maybe I'd have to unload the box when I got there, which would be a drag --
-- until I thought, hey, what if instead of a box I'm going to need later, I load the stuff into the plastic rolling file boxes I'm going to get rid of anyway?
AWESOME. Three trips to the car, one carfull to Goodwill, and I got there about four minutes before closing time. No longer mine: a bunch of shoes, a bunch of clothes, a bunch of VHS tapes, a VCR, some kind of toy airplane thing, a couple of books, two old cell phones with chargers, and two plastic rolling file boxes and a little pair of desktop drawers. And when I got back to my apartment and there was no longer a Donate stack by the door?
Yeah. A lot less discouraging. More awesome than ever.
-- until I thought, hey, what if instead of a box I'm going to need later, I load the stuff into the plastic rolling file boxes I'm going to get rid of anyway?
AWESOME. Three trips to the car, one carfull to Goodwill, and I got there about four minutes before closing time. No longer mine: a bunch of shoes, a bunch of clothes, a bunch of VHS tapes, a VCR, some kind of toy airplane thing, a couple of books, two old cell phones with chargers, and two plastic rolling file boxes and a little pair of desktop drawers. And when I got back to my apartment and there was no longer a Donate stack by the door?
Yeah. A lot less discouraging. More awesome than ever.
