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vanillafluffyThere's been this vast pile of stuff occupying the area between my living room and dining area for...a few years now. And all this time, I've looked at it with despair. it's been between waist- and shoulder-high, and just looking at it has made me queasy.
I've been spelunking through it, and I'm disgusted with myself. Half of it is---drumroll, please---empty freaking boxes. Or boxes with a couple things in the bottom---a hat, some junk mail, loose grocery bags. There are maybe four boxes that I actually need to sort through, certainly nothing panic-worthy.
I also need to haul the leftover odds and ends off to a thrift store. At the moment, it's stacked up in front of the TV...and a respectable stack it is. With that out of the way, I'll be that much closer to having a civilized living room.
In the morning, I'll start ferrying some of the legion of boxes down to the curb for Friday's pick-up. Upwards of a dozen, from here and there. Several bags of trash. Progress. The middle is fine now; the perimeter still needs work.
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I've been spelunking through it, and I'm disgusted with myself. Half of it is---drumroll, please---empty freaking boxes. Or boxes with a couple things in the bottom---a hat, some junk mail, loose grocery bags. There are maybe four boxes that I actually need to sort through, certainly nothing panic-worthy.
I also need to haul the leftover odds and ends off to a thrift store. At the moment, it's stacked up in front of the TV...and a respectable stack it is. With that out of the way, I'll be that much closer to having a civilized living room.
In the morning, I'll start ferrying some of the legion of boxes down to the curb for Friday's pick-up. Upwards of a dozen, from here and there. Several bags of trash. Progress. The middle is fine now; the perimeter still needs work.
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