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ilex_cassine) wrote2010-07-20 01:26 pm
ilex_cassine) wrote2010-07-20 01:26 pm
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The Clutter Eats My Brain
Update on my last post: even after a visit from the mayor, Jeremy had to dismantle his shiitake growing operation. The zoning laws are just not going to get fixed fast enough for him to continue without being bankrupted by fines. But its still worthwhile to have harangued the city council about it, as if things are going to change it'll help in the long term. I'm glad the Mayor Rybak is taking an interest, he seems like a good guy.
I was a good friend last week and helped our bud,![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
joemutate with his apartment. I took him to the airport and then proceeded to move the last of his stuff. Two loads to our house, one load of trash to our house, one load to the PTA and one to the library for donations. Yikes. Hooray to the Town of Hillsborough and its garbage collectors for picking up extra stuff with no fuss. Now, however, our not storage oriented house is full to bursting and cluttered as hell. The stuff brought back from MN would have been enough, but this is outrageous. We need to have a garage sale, but don't quite have enough for that. Time for Craig's List and another run to the PTA, I think.
I'm losing my mind, though, because I don't have time to deal with all these objects, get the house projects done I need to, and get my courses and book chapter together. For example, I spent three hours over the weekend shopping online for a smaller refrigerator which would help the kitchen situation, and didn't find anything suitable (why do fridges have to be tiny, gigantic, or completely priced out of reach?). Its a catch 22, the house is making me nuts and I should focus on that so I can focus better overall, but I don't really have time to do that so I'm sort of half halfheartedly trying to huddle up on the couch in the silent house (hubby is reworking the stereo situation and its been a week of silence for me- or tinny laptop speakers- ongoing) and get my stuff done. I'm starting to think I need to just leave town and stay in a camp ground with a nearby coffee shop so I can focus on getting my work done. Or commute into school and work in my moldy (very moldy- the roof has been leaking for generations and its really a sick building as a result) office, which I think may trigger headaches. Ugh ugh ugh. I sometimes seriously wish the house would burn down, I know that's bad, but there it is. Petty first world problems, but them's the one's I've got.
I should eat something. I only have a cutting boards worth of counter space and two burners, everything else is piled high with stuff, and if I want to use something I have to move a ton of stuff to get to it, so I hate going into the kitchen (the kitchen is tiny, really tiny, and the cabinets are not worth a darn- and there is no room to pull stuff out to organize it any better). And I just haven't felt like eating. Ugh. Time to make myself eat.
I was a good friend last week and helped our bud,
joemutate with his apartment. I took him to the airport and then proceeded to move the last of his stuff. Two loads to our house, one load of trash to our house, one load to the PTA and one to the library for donations. Yikes. Hooray to the Town of Hillsborough and its garbage collectors for picking up extra stuff with no fuss. Now, however, our not storage oriented house is full to bursting and cluttered as hell. The stuff brought back from MN would have been enough, but this is outrageous. We need to have a garage sale, but don't quite have enough for that. Time for Craig's List and another run to the PTA, I think.I'm losing my mind, though, because I don't have time to deal with all these objects, get the house projects done I need to, and get my courses and book chapter together. For example, I spent three hours over the weekend shopping online for a smaller refrigerator which would help the kitchen situation, and didn't find anything suitable (why do fridges have to be tiny, gigantic, or completely priced out of reach?). Its a catch 22, the house is making me nuts and I should focus on that so I can focus better overall, but I don't really have time to do that so I'm sort of half halfheartedly trying to huddle up on the couch in the silent house (hubby is reworking the stereo situation and its been a week of silence for me- or tinny laptop speakers- ongoing) and get my stuff done. I'm starting to think I need to just leave town and stay in a camp ground with a nearby coffee shop so I can focus on getting my work done. Or commute into school and work in my moldy (very moldy- the roof has been leaking for generations and its really a sick building as a result) office, which I think may trigger headaches. Ugh ugh ugh. I sometimes seriously wish the house would burn down, I know that's bad, but there it is. Petty first world problems, but them's the one's I've got.
I should eat something. I only have a cutting boards worth of counter space and two burners, everything else is piled high with stuff, and if I want to use something I have to move a ton of stuff to get to it, so I hate going into the kitchen (the kitchen is tiny, really tiny, and the cabinets are not worth a darn- and there is no room to pull stuff out to organize it any better). And I just haven't felt like eating. Ugh. Time to make myself eat.