04/17/01 - I felt a lack of privacy today, again. It's the spring break thing. The homies were back. But, I grinned and beared it. I distracted myself a bit by surfing the web but I found I wasn't all that interested. I have a bunch of e-mails to read, but I wasn't interested in that either. The only thing that seemed interesting was to sort and tidy up my list of favorite places. I have too many, of course. Every once and a while my AOL crashes and I lose everything. But somehow I always manage to acquire a new group, bigger and better. I never really have the time to visit these sites, but I hoard them anyway. You never know when you might need one of these favorites.
I think it was the organizing that was working for me. Since the taxes are finished, I've only got one major project left ... Decluttering the entire house. Well, I said it was major. There's no beginning place. Every place is a beginning here. And I'm in the mood, I really have nothing better to do. It started yesterday when I finally put away the Christmas decorations. I didn't still have them up, I just never managed to put them back in their boxes and out to the garage. They were just sitting there on the project table along with piles of other stuff. I got them all packaged up and carted them off to their storage place only to find that some jokester had put their own stuff in the Christmas decoration spot. Shit! I thought about it a minute, but feelings of liberation began to consume me, should I? I did. I freed the spot, threw the intruder's stuff in the garbage can, not one feeling of guilt encountered.
The project table is cleared now, ready for the decluttering piles to be sorted and purged. Ut Oh, I turned my back for just a moment ... The Child has put a project on the project table. The box says it has 1,000 pieces. The title is Prehistoric Giants. I gave The Child a look. Do I dare evoke those feelings of liberation for a second time? Could I? I became diplomatic. I asked The Child to rate his project on a scale of 1 to 10. He gave it a 5. I told him to put the puzzle on the kitchen table. The project table was reserved for projects with a rating of 9 and over. Wow, this liberation thing is very cool. The decluttering project progresses. Weird find of the day: A tool sized box filled with unopened letters dated May 1997. This really is perplexing. I wonder if I should try to figure it out? I'm sort of afraid to. Obviously I haven't missed them. Hmmm ... to liberate or not to liberate, could that be the question? |
