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it's probably just as well we don't have a basement, really - Diary of a Necromancer
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it's probably just as well we don't have a basement, really
Mum has caught on that I'm trying to weasel out of the family's usual pattern of sitting around in clutter moping about it until somebody else gets stuck cleaning it up when you die. Fortunately she more or less sees the wisdom in this.

We moved ALL THE FURNITURE, with a slight hitch when it turned out that a unit we rescued from the dumpsters at our last flat actually has runners from different makes of elfa-type storage in it and they're not quite the same size front-to-back, which was a problem when we went to stack the two large-basket pieces for the first time since we've had it; however, a little thought suggested the likelihood that we might have two matching sets of runners and an odd pair, so I just pulled most of it apart and rebuilt it so that the incompatible runners were on the end that wasn't getting stacked and we were good to go. So I now have a nice rethought mailing-center/stash-wrangling unit, instead of laundry-baskets full of yarn and boxes of envelopes all over the house. The shelf that was boxed in on that wall is now on the opposite wall, clear of obstructions, and is already loaded with more or less what's supposed to be on it, including a shelf for my dyeing-business stuff. And we can now reach ALL THE WINDOWS.

So, that was the weekend; yesterday, I went after the shelf above my desk where paperwork had got stored in plastic briefcases. There were six of them. This took me all day. My life is now lighter by an 18" stack of 20lb bond, among other things, and it's probably a good thing that it was somewhere in the middle of this that I hit the case with mementoes of a couple of actually-successful-projects in it, because going through reams of old writing was enough to make the chuck-it-all-and-become-a-bricklayer brainweasels show up in force. My brain is way too weird to be allowed out in public, apparently.

(Also, the first thing Mum said when she came home from work and saw the 18" stack was Paper hog, and then went off in a huff when I took offense at the suggestion even in jest that my art was a waste of resources. Example #I've-lost-track of why I'm neurotic about my basic right to take up space in the world by existing at all.)

Overall, we're making a lot of progress, although it's still mostly been on my stuff. We still have a wall of attached shelving and two bookcases to tackle, most of which is Mum's to deal with, and two filing cabinets which need to be replaced with one three-drawer file at some point $$ allowing. And then we get to do Mum's room and the storage under the front stairs... {sigh}

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otrame From: otrame Date: April 17th, 2012 09:05 pm (UTC) (permalink this entry)

Been there, doing that.....slowly

For many years I moved at least once every three years. This was an excellent way to re-organize (and throw away) a whole bunch of stuff. However, I have been living in this house since 1988 and.... well, I'm expecting it to asplode any time now.

In addition, there is a whole bunch of unfinished repairs/rennovations around here.

I am S L O W L Y trying to fix it up and go through the piles of stuff and toss pretty much anything I haven't seen in 10 years under the assumption that I probably don't need it.

Encourage me. It desperately needs to be done.

robling_t From: robling_t Date: April 20th, 2012 12:10 am (UTC) (permalink this entry)

Re: Been there, doing that.....slowly

Hell, we've moved six times since 1988ish and we're still dragging too much stuff around, despite all the thinning we've done. But at least I think I've finally got Mum talked round to parting with the mummified-midget art-pieces...
whitecrow0 From: whitecrow0 Date: April 19th, 2012 09:34 pm (UTC) (permalink this entry)
I have SO MUCH STUFF. So much clutter. DO NOT WANT. Do not know how to deal with it. :/
robling_t From: robling_t Date: April 20th, 2012 12:10 am (UTC) (permalink this entry)
There does come a point when KILL IT WITH FIRE starts looking pretty good, yeah...
whitecrow0 From: whitecrow0 Date: April 24th, 2012 02:07 am (UTC) (permalink this entry)
Sometimes I think about losing it to a tornado. I wouldn't want that, though. My favorite piece of furniture and the baby pictures...
ashnistrike From: ashnistrike Date: April 20th, 2012 02:48 am (UTC) (permalink this entry)
I don't know if I've said this recently enough, so ... Go You!!! I am so glad that you are finding a way to reorder your space so that you can breathe and function more happily. (And that crack of your mom's was Not On.)

robling_t From: robling_t Date: April 20th, 2012 07:05 pm (UTC) (permalink this entry)
Yeah, I think you're one of the few people who might even have glanced at the Before... And Mum seems to have internalized her family's bafflement at her to the point where she doesn't even recognize why a remark like that would fall into Not Funny Dude and set me off. I'm trying not to point out that we've "paid to move" some of her most cumbersome art-pieces eight times by my count, but it hasn't been easy...
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