Nothing but Flowers
Sunday, April 25, 2004
 
I'm feeling a lot better about life then I have in a while. Why, you may ask? Well, because I spent the day yesterday, as my boyfriend would put it, going through the archives of my museum and deciding what needs some restoration and what should just be trashed or given away.

In other words, I dug through my closets and shelves and have collected three large garbage bags full of clothing I will never ever wear again to be given away. I also threw out 2 pairs of paint-splattered-hole-filled shoes, a FAVORITE blue shirt from the late 90's that has two holes and is shredding at the sleeves, jeans with holes throughout in un-cool places, and a sweater that was apparently designed for neither warmth nor style and is coming apart at the bottom.

I also have a huge amount of stuff to be dry cleaned--shirts that had fallen to the closet floor and used as pillows by the cat, pants thrown into a heap in the back about a year ago, etc. Finally, I did 4 loads of laundry (first time I've done laundry since I went to Bali--it was odd, a couple of the things I was washing still smelled like Bali and even felt humid).

I have to say that perhaps the most shocking part of this is that my enormous walk-in closet is still full, as are my dresser, two storage bins (one with sweaters one just switched from short-sleeve to long-sleeve shirts), a plastic cube set-up that acts as a second dresser, and a large storage bin full of socks. I had hoped to reduce my places to put clothing by at least one 3'x2'x2' bin, but somehow that didn't happen. To be fair, the floor is now empty of clothing, and the bins are less over-stuffed, but it's still a little ridiculous.

The agenda for today is filing old bills and paperwork, and then doing homework.

It's an exciting life I live.

Congrats to those readers who last night demonstrated that even someone who HATES Mamet can find a staged reading compelling. And good luck to those who will be around for this evening's zaniness.

I'm sure bill-sorting will drive me to distraction (and hence more blogging) later in the day. 'Till then, enjoy.
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