i just came by to clear some cobwebs and such. whats new, magoo? me? oh, i'm just fine. i finished my 18 credit semester in style. would you like to see the project i completed? here you go. what do you think? please don't tell me my baby is ugly! guh.
about nine years ago i began a process and i lost a lot of weight. it just happened. i was in a groove. now that i'm 40, i've been reflecting on all of the extra baggage i have clogging my serenity. it's hard to relax when your basement is packed with stuff from your garage.
so...i began the arduous task of detoxing my space from clutter and things that could disappear and i would never notice or miss them. i'm having this insanely huge sale of all of my stuff. i'm going through the house with a fine toothed comb. it was weird though.
i threw out all of the old report cards my parents kept for me. i threw out all of the photos from parties, college life and spring break. i threw out some photos of friends that i haven't spoken to in years. why keep them?
all of the lit papers i wrote in college? gone.
in purging the clutter, i reclaimed the small attic and made it into sf's secret lair. when i ventured on selling all of out stuffed companions, i was met with a resounding no(chipmunk style). now they're all lined up as if in a theatre watching the 13" Sponge Bob.
i found the Garfield comforter i bought with the money from 8th grade confirmation. i passed it on to the wee sprite after a fresh wash and now it is at home among the stuffing.
next week i'm having the sale of a lifetime. i feel so good. soon it will all be gone. all of those things i saved, the things i threw away, just aren't me anymore. let someone else be their guardian.