I am preparing for a big move. A HUGE move. I'm stuck here not knowing when the move will happen, but I need it to happen soon, so in the meantime I'm doing everything I can to be prepared to move when the time comes. I have been going through every nook and cranny of this dumb apartment that I have spent the past 8 years of my life living in. Before this place I was used to moving every few months, and had literally never spent more than a year or two anywhere in my entire life, even as a kid. So it's a new concept to me to have settled into one place for so long. There is a new set of issues that comes along with that. A lot more maintenance I never dealt with before. And, things. Little things. Stuff. Doodads. Crap, junk, and brick-a-brack. I'm very good about purging every six months minimum to keep clutter at bay, but there are plenty of places I haven't bothered dealing with sorting through until now. Like, I spent a couple of hours cleaning out and organizing my junk drawer. Putting the screws all together, batteries, tools, twisty ties and rubber bands, all in their own places. It's so satisfying to work on projects like that. Today I am shredding old documents for recycling. Tomorrow I'm going through my bedroom closet. Waiting to move is maddening and frustrating and stressing me out, but the process of clearing out all this old debris is incredibly gratifying. Marie Kondo, eat your heart out!
