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Time to De-clutter — and ignore the screaming heart strings…


Making Confetti…

The current working pile and the bag o confettii

The current working pile and the bag o confetti

I’m 52 years old.  And we live in a paper society.  I’ll pause while you do the math…  dum de dumm..

Did I mention that I hate filing? dum de dum….  [finger twiddling]

Ok… got the picture?

Ah yes, boxes and boxes of unsorted papers that represent the “history of my life”

Every time I’ve ever begun to tackle this now Herculean task of going through it, sorting, filing, and THROWING AWAY and SHREDDING IT!!!! two awful words pop into my head…

Yeah, but….  followed by their evil twins  “What if…”

Yeah, but

… this is part of my life…

… this proved that I existed…

… OMG I had forgotten all about this…

and

What if…

… I need this someday…

… I become so rich and famous that one day a big library will want all my papers because they will provide a window into my life that some graduate student one day will Read the rest of this entry

I did it again! Almost too pooped to type but…


I friggin’ DID IT!  — AGAIN!

exhausted-catYou may recall that yesterday I was all a twitter about having done 45 minutes of exercise — also known as – domestic duties.

Today, mere moments ago,  I DID IT AGAIN!

On my “to do” list (we will NOT discuss just how long it’s been there) is to “sort, shred, and file” as appropriate, years of accumulated paper, old bills, photos from dance events, score sheets from dance events, certificates from dance events, dvds and videos from dance events, more bills, more statements, more…

well you get the idea.

So… facing the inevitable and not finding ANYTHING else to distract me, I proverbially girded my loins (anyone know how to gird? — what is “girding” anyway?) but I digress…

I was ready.  the moment had come to START… just START, finishing will be weeks away, but to START that particular project.

So, I put on a new podcast from my favorite DJ “Mr Andi Mik” and got to work…

I just reached a stopping point, and turned to pause the mix and was SHOCKED!

FABER-gasted!

Flum-FLUXED!

AGOG!

AGHAST (well I wasn’t really Aghast, but since agog and aghast have such a nice alliteration I thought I’d throw that one in just for fun)

Eeeeeeeeeennnnnnnnnneeeeeeeeeyyyyyyyyyy Way….

I was well and truly AMAZED-ed.

See I ur a colludge grad-u-ut!  I knows some BIG wurds.

So… the timer on the pod cast read 3 minutes left, 58 minutes played. 

FIFTY-EIGHT FRIGGIN MINUTES of…

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