Tangent du jour
Mar. 3rd, 2011 05:00 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
vanillafluffyOne of my 'zines shows what looks like a really cool project: A gift wrap organizer that's slotted neatly into one of those over-the-door type racks. I think it's a this one with bins 4 and 5 removed:
Nice, but I don't have $60. What I DO have is a 4-drawer file cabinet that's been sitting in the corner of my office, with only the top drawer accessible---until this week. Now I can actually get at it, and discovered that drawers 2-4 mostly have random stuff in them.
Gee, I think I can work with that. At the moment, my gift-wrap supplies have been divided between two picnic baskets, one for gift bags, the other for ribbons and tissue paper. I haven't yet scoped out how I'm going to utilize it, but hey, it's already paid for, I'll think of something.
It's been like discovering a time capsule---there's a big slice of life from 10-15 years ago. Pieces of fic and RPG stuff, letters from my former SIL, newspaper clippings, catalogues (Pottery Barn, Spring 1999), a sample of the newsletter I edited for a while, so now I've got a date I can use and build a resume that features that.
I haven't even been IN the living room yet today. Nor had breakfast, which is sounding more and more like a good idea.
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ETA: After brunch, I started tearing into the blockage in my bedroom, the pile o- stuff that's impeding my access to the closet. Looks like that's good for at least another bag. (The first eight are curbside already, go me.) Whacked myself across the shin with something while I was trying to get into a tight space, and dislodged the plug for the TV. Taking a breather, back at it shortly.
Thanks for the headphones,![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
gwilliondream!
ETA II: Another bag at the curb, at at least one more between me and the closet. Why was there a cookie sheet under the pillows and pizza boxes?!
When you're up to your ass in alligators, it's hard to remember that your primary objective was to drain the swamp.
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Nice, but I don't have $60. What I DO have is a 4-drawer file cabinet that's been sitting in the corner of my office, with only the top drawer accessible---until this week. Now I can actually get at it, and discovered that drawers 2-4 mostly have random stuff in them.
Gee, I think I can work with that. At the moment, my gift-wrap supplies have been divided between two picnic baskets, one for gift bags, the other for ribbons and tissue paper. I haven't yet scoped out how I'm going to utilize it, but hey, it's already paid for, I'll think of something.
It's been like discovering a time capsule---there's a big slice of life from 10-15 years ago. Pieces of fic and RPG stuff, letters from my former SIL, newspaper clippings, catalogues (Pottery Barn, Spring 1999), a sample of the newsletter I edited for a while, so now I've got a date I can use and build a resume that features that.
I haven't even been IN the living room yet today. Nor had breakfast, which is sounding more and more like a good idea.
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ETA: After brunch, I started tearing into the blockage in my bedroom, the pile o- stuff that's impeding my access to the closet. Looks like that's good for at least another bag. (The first eight are curbside already, go me.) Whacked myself across the shin with something while I was trying to get into a tight space, and dislodged the plug for the TV. Taking a breather, back at it shortly.
Thanks for the headphones,
gwilliondream!ETA II: Another bag at the curb, at at least one more between me and the closet. Why was there a cookie sheet under the pillows and pizza boxes?!
When you're up to your ass in alligators, it's hard to remember that your primary objective was to drain the swamp.
.