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Dec. 5th, 2020 08:14 pmCleaning report! This is just going to be a Saturday thing from now on, I guess. At least until the day I finish reorganizing the two sea containers outside, which will happen sometime before the heat death of the universe. Getting there!
In the meantime, I managed to finish off both the office and the bathroom cabinet this week. Switching away from the office was definitely the change of pace I needed. And the bathroom cabinet was full of (pleasant) surprises. It wasn't nearly as bad as I thought it was; there was just a lot of stuff piled in the least efficient ways possible, so it looked very full of junk. I now have all my hair ribbons--the collection remains, though it's been several years since my hair was long enough to really use them, and it will be probably another year yet before it grows out enough to start again--laid out neatly in one of the many plastic totes I freed up with my previous cleaning.
Most excitingly, though, I discovered a cardboard box I didn't recognize. It turned out to be full of the Mad Max-themed bath bombs I bought from another fan several years ago. I had used half of a few of them, leaving the other half in plastic bags for later enjoyment. I guess that time is now? I genuinely didn't remember I owned those, but I was very happy to rediscover them. A treat! A present! Thanks, past!Joyce.
In the office, I had gotten through the antique book stand and started sorting the office supply box before my minor crisis of motivation. When I returned to it, I tackled my desk, which wasn't even really on the list. But doing so freed up a bunch of space for stashing office supplies. I found some stuff I had forgotten existed in there as well. Including some old pictures, which got me all emotional.
Finally, I moved a bunch of stuff out to the sea containers. (Yes, I know I'm just moving work down to a later point when I do that. In a house this small, and with just little ol' me doing this work, sometimes I have to just sort as much as I can and get it out of the way. There's a strategy at work here.) I no longer have boxes of books sitting in my room that I'm keeping but don't need within arm's reach at all times, among other things.
I did have to make some...aggressive choices to find room to store them all. I...I threw out all my old Pokemon guidebooks, except the very first one from when I started playing two decades ago. It's just that, on the off chance I decide to play any of those old cartridges, I can look up the relevant information online. I don't actually need a walkthrough or a pokedex for every generation that's been released in the last twenty years. And they took up a fuckton of real estate in the bookshelves.
I have to keep reminding myself I didn't throw out the cartridges. It's just books. It's not my actual teams, my buddies from past adventures. Because wow, do I feel like a monster as it is right now. I'm so damn weird...
Did 5.5 hours this week, and I actually managed seven days at last! I listened to Hidden Almanac 2018 March 26-April 13, some Yu Yu Hakusho episodes, and a bunch of Youtube videos. I was all over the place. Particularly on the weekend, I forget to put anything in particular on. Once I start thinking about what I want to clean, I get a case of tunnel vision and just start doing the thing without noticing anything else.
At this point, I'm on to areas that aren't technically mine. I...am going to tackle the spice cabinet. Fuck. Watch for distress flares. Be prepared to send rescue teams.
In the meantime, I managed to finish off both the office and the bathroom cabinet this week. Switching away from the office was definitely the change of pace I needed. And the bathroom cabinet was full of (pleasant) surprises. It wasn't nearly as bad as I thought it was; there was just a lot of stuff piled in the least efficient ways possible, so it looked very full of junk. I now have all my hair ribbons--the collection remains, though it's been several years since my hair was long enough to really use them, and it will be probably another year yet before it grows out enough to start again--laid out neatly in one of the many plastic totes I freed up with my previous cleaning.
Most excitingly, though, I discovered a cardboard box I didn't recognize. It turned out to be full of the Mad Max-themed bath bombs I bought from another fan several years ago. I had used half of a few of them, leaving the other half in plastic bags for later enjoyment. I guess that time is now? I genuinely didn't remember I owned those, but I was very happy to rediscover them. A treat! A present! Thanks, past!Joyce.
In the office, I had gotten through the antique book stand and started sorting the office supply box before my minor crisis of motivation. When I returned to it, I tackled my desk, which wasn't even really on the list. But doing so freed up a bunch of space for stashing office supplies. I found some stuff I had forgotten existed in there as well. Including some old pictures, which got me all emotional.
Finally, I moved a bunch of stuff out to the sea containers. (Yes, I know I'm just moving work down to a later point when I do that. In a house this small, and with just little ol' me doing this work, sometimes I have to just sort as much as I can and get it out of the way. There's a strategy at work here.) I no longer have boxes of books sitting in my room that I'm keeping but don't need within arm's reach at all times, among other things.
I did have to make some...aggressive choices to find room to store them all. I...I threw out all my old Pokemon guidebooks, except the very first one from when I started playing two decades ago. It's just that, on the off chance I decide to play any of those old cartridges, I can look up the relevant information online. I don't actually need a walkthrough or a pokedex for every generation that's been released in the last twenty years. And they took up a fuckton of real estate in the bookshelves.
I have to keep reminding myself I didn't throw out the cartridges. It's just books. It's not my actual teams, my buddies from past adventures. Because wow, do I feel like a monster as it is right now. I'm so damn weird...
Did 5.5 hours this week, and I actually managed seven days at last! I listened to Hidden Almanac 2018 March 26-April 13, some Yu Yu Hakusho episodes, and a bunch of Youtube videos. I was all over the place. Particularly on the weekend, I forget to put anything in particular on. Once I start thinking about what I want to clean, I get a case of tunnel vision and just start doing the thing without noticing anything else.
At this point, I'm on to areas that aren't technically mine. I...am going to tackle the spice cabinet. Fuck. Watch for distress flares. Be prepared to send rescue teams.
