Today, I got rid of...yay!

[christie]

... Whew. Closet is cleaned out. *checking off the list*

three trash bags FULL of clothes that need to go since I got rid of 71lbs!

Rather than the hassle of queerbay, the bags are headed to a local church clothing store. All pieces are resold at $1 so its affordable for everyone.

I am looking out the window to Jess's workshop. Hy has almost a truckload of Momma's Christmas crap... many trees she bought at thrift shops - all missing vital pieces. Why she wont part with them is the 8th Wonder of the World...

Boxes upon boxes of tinsel and icicles (ick)

I think while Hy is outside I might consider purging some of the yarns. Briefly purging my extensive (think entire room) shoe collection. Then I found my brain and decided I had temporary insanity!

The yarn will more than make Hym happy and one can only imagine the points I score by self initiating! *cha-ching*

off to the yarn bins!

[Jess]

YAY! The girl rocked it with her "organizing"! I got a good dent knocked out in one of the buildings, but have a long way to go in getting it to a usable work space. Sighs.. slowly but surely, we'll get there.

Good luck to everyone "downsizing"! It does make a world of difference in the peace of mind factor!

[Gemme]

Today I got rid of 8 hours of my free time plus some much needed sleep.

*yawn*

In two weeks, however, I will have added 8 hours of OT to my check.

[Random]

Today I am cleaning out my *Good Clothes* closet..

I've been saving them because:

1. They are expensive and in the classic style..
2. An ex bought them for me
3. In case I ever worked in an office where professional dress was required.

I'm letting them go.. (Well, except the hand made, one of a kind sloutch jacket.. That's just art work..)


I haven't worn almost any of it in five years... They don't fit my body or my soul any more..


*baby steps for letting go of the past*

[Words]

W/we just got back from visiting my parents and spending the best part of a day trying to clear up what is supposed to be my mother's utility room but what has become yet another of my father's dumping grounds. I feel so sorry for my Mom. My brother built her that room so she would have a space of her own, a place where she could store things, use her sewing machine, plant seeds etc. yet, until today, she could hardly get in it, let alone use it.

Anyway, to cut a long story short...W/we put things aside - useless things, things my father will never ever need or use - so he could approve O/our getting rid of them. Result? A huge dent in the mess. Until, that is, he got around to actually looking over what W/we planned on chucking and decided it needed to all go back so he could 'think about it' later. So okay, his family were poor, so okay, he lived through the war and rationing and all that that entailed, but come on, FOUR sets of golf clubs (he can't play any more). Two sets of bowls (he's never played). A badminton racket? Used, what, once, about 40 years ago? *Sigh* I can't begin to tell you how depressed I feel right now at the thought of my mother, at almost 80, and after spending her entire life working so hard, not being able to enjoy the fruits of her labour because of my father's reluctance to let go of crap.

It's just ****ing unfair, you know?

Words

[Words]

Oh, I did get rid of something today. My fear of telling my father what I think. I held back today because I didn't want to set him off but next weekend the gloves are off. Seriously.

Words

[key]

Today I got rid of:

Misc lumber left overs.

and a

Box full of "stuff" such as two (count them two) rice cooker/steamers, water bottles, dish rack, ugly (to me) picture frames, and plastic in/out box type paper stack racks.

and

I moved two grocery bags full of magazines to the back room where things sit until I figure out what to do with them, and if I can't decide what to do with them, I just take them to the garbage room down the back stairs.

Yippy Yahoooooo.