July 12th, 2004

And for my next summer adventure….

I present you with…

\CLEANING!\

Yes, ladies and gentlemen, while I could have been climbing mountains today, I chose instead to clean, sort, and re-organize. The contents of bookshelf one have been crammed into one and a half boxes. Tomorrow, I shall be tackling my desk. And my room. I think I might as well give up now.

Cleaning is one of those things that I dread but want to continue once I get started. I think it’s because a lot of the time, I hide things from myself (or other people), and then later, I forget I ever owned them in the first place. So in a way, it’s like a treasure hunt (I *do* find money sometimes.) Besides, there’s something quite satisfying about throwing out close to two years of French work, which was the only subject whose notes I felt comfortable throwing out. I even kept TOK stuff. I don’t know why; but they’re interesting to re-read once in a while.

Besides, I have way too much junk. My mother is even worse than I am; about two weeks ago I thre out a jar of cheap plastic barrettes I’d worn maybe five times, and she saw it and salvaged it.

“Mom, I’m never going to wear those again.”
“So? Garage sale!”

The garage sale has become her excuse for keeping anything. That same day, I threw out a broken alarm clock. Key word: **broken**. There is no way that that alarm clock could wake anyone up on time. It’s now sitting on a windowsill.

Speaking of cleaning, I also pruned my links list. So if it led to a 404 error, *poof*. I apologize if I removed anyone’s link by accident; comment and you will be added once again.

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2 Responses to “I am cleaning up so well…”

Neale Says:

For about two years now my parents have been preparing for a garage sale that has now reached such proportions I fear we would sell half our possessions. It’s funny how people can sieze upon garage sales as a catch-all solution to disposing of anything even remotely old or inconvenient.

Bobby Says:

You should have saved the French stuff for the group bonfire!