I am continuing to sort out my stuff ... my room ... my entire life. I have packed clean clothes to take to Becky's. Not to wear, but to sort and fold. When all my clothes are in order, I will bring them back, throwing away the un-useful or undesirable stuff. I have far too many clothes.
Then I want to do the same with papers and books and other things in my room. Every day I sort a few things, throw a few things away. I will tell you what kind of life I have when I have done sorting.
The guest room at Becky's is kind of a shrine now, where I have put all the things that are "this is important, be sure to keep it!" stuff.
Now, darn, it is nearly 11 p.m. already. I will finish getting my stuff and go to Becky's now.
Except for this one gripe: I was SO caught up with the bills and things. Why did the car have to cost $340 to repair?? :( *sigh*
All in all, though, a good and productive day off.
Then I want to do the same with papers and books and other things in my room. Every day I sort a few things, throw a few things away. I will tell you what kind of life I have when I have done sorting.
The guest room at Becky's is kind of a shrine now, where I have put all the things that are "this is important, be sure to keep it!" stuff.
Now, darn, it is nearly 11 p.m. already. I will finish getting my stuff and go to Becky's now.
Except for this one gripe: I was SO caught up with the bills and things. Why did the car have to cost $340 to repair?? :( *sigh*
All in all, though, a good and productive day off.