Escaping

So...I decided to use my Dad's Escape that he's kindly let me borrow this week to my advantage.

I came home tonight and spent nearly four hours going through my office stuff, as well as a few other spots in my apartment, getting rid of papers, junk and stuff I can give away.

Then I loaded up the car with as much stuff as I could for tonight, and I'm going to drop it all of at Goodwill tomorrow. I think I'll be able to use the Escort for anything else; I had a printer stand thing in my office closet that wouldn't fit in my car, and I also wanted to donate my printer. I haven't used it in I don't know how long. When I do want to print something I just use one of the printers at the office.

I want to get rid of my four-drawer filing cabinet, too, but I think I'm just going to put that on Craig's List with a "Free!" tag and let someone else come and get it (I did offer it to Andrew, but I doubt he'll take it....Anyone want it? Anyone want a cabinet that hangs above your toilet? Andrew has first dibs on that, too, but anyone else can have it if he and Hanne don't want it....)

I also stuck in bedding and suitcases.

I'm pooped. I'm now going to take a shower and eat and flop. I think an Escape-load size of work tonight is enough. My plan for the rest of my place is to go room by room for culling / junking / recycling, and use my office as the piling / sorting ground.

Oh, I forgot to mention my 5+ trips to the recycling / garbage room....I have about three more of those to do tonight, actually; then I'll go to bed.

Say....is it a good thing when it looks like the top 1/3 of the big community recycling bin looks like it's mostly your stuff -- ?

Ugh. Why is it whenever you go through and get rid of as much stuff as I have tonight, the room in which you've been working looks WORSE than when you started?!

Okay. I need to eat. It's after nine, I feel gross and I'm starving.

-- H