Binge and Purge
Wow, have I been busy! I’ve gotten a few pings from friends wondering when I’m going to update my blog, so here you are, an update 
With many thanks to Jeff, I am pretty much settled in to the new place. The tiny yard is cleaned up finally; of course, wouldn’t you just know that there would be poison something or another out there. Am I all itchy and scratchy and swollen? Nope. I should be. But someone wouldn’t let me do my own damn yard work, and now his eyes are puffy and swollen to the point where he needs to see a doctor. *pointed stare* There is a kitten in a tree somewhere, dammit!
Other than going through some old boxes and figuring out what I want to do with a bunch of stuff that doesn’t fit here, it’s all done. I have boxes that I’ve moved with me for years, and I have no idea what the hell half that shit is. I don’t even know why I still have it. I figure if it’s sat in a box for over a year, unused, and only half remembered, it’s time to let go of it. Who keeps old phone books from ten years ago with the names of people you can barely remember? Oh, wait, that’d be me. Day planners from five years ago when you swore to get organized and get scheduled? Oops. Me again. Warranty paperwork from items they don’t even have? Yeah, busted again.
And we are not even going to discuss the boxes of power cables, coax cables, ten year old sound cards, video cards that not even Goodwill would want. No sir, we aren’t going to discuss that at all.
I have no idea why I keep the things I do. The kids schoolwork, that makes sense. But it’s organized and neatly boxed. Why I have a box of shit from when I was 17 is beyond me. I hated being 17. Hated it. I can’t even say I’ve kept any of it for sentimental reasons because I never even look at it. It just sits there, in a box, taking up space and needed to be moved every single time I’m forced to change my life again.
I collect so much garbage in my life. I hang on to it for no reason. And then I get an urge to figuratively stick my finger down the throat of my life and purge it all out. There is a rainy day in my future that will be dedicated to purging. Mmmmmm… fun.