You're going to MAIL a BLOCK OF GRANITE!?

What cracks me up about this post is that I picture you and Chris sitting ten feet from each other, and instead of turning around and saying, "You're going to MAIL a BLOCK OF GRANITE!?" you posted instead. :p I'm not one to talk though, as I've had many IM convos with a person sitting on the other end of a couch.

But until then, we shall make them wonder in anticipation. :evil:

Did you watch it yet? I'm dying to know if you guys were able to sit through the whole thing. I burned a copy for myself, but I'm not sure I'll ever be able to watch it again.

He's actually in the Living Room on the laptop so, while absurd, not as much as usual.

And I'm listening to the two of you on Mousepod right now! It's surreal.

Oh, I am a serious paper saving whore-der. From the earliest days in grammar school to the present, I save needless, useless bits of paper. That is part of the reason why I started in my office, where the closet of hell is. Piles of paper, old bills, ads, mail, useless crap that I might look at or read someday (when hell freezes over, surely).

The ONLY really good thing I learned when I left my job of 10 years and moved out here was this, after 10 years, I left my firm with 10 bankers boxes of crap, personal crap, paperwork, samples of work and just plain old sh!!t. I swore as I loaded the 10 boxes of crap up, moved them across country and then proceeded to throw every little piece out, that I would never NEVER EVER accumulate so much crap at my office again. If I cannot take my apersonal belongings out in a standard Trader Joe's shopping bag, it's not owrth having. This is the only personal edict with regard to packratting that I have managed to keep. At my job, I can walk out with a small carry bag for my speakers, pictures and a few funky tchochkes (how do you spell that?).

Alas, this is not a lesson I have applied to my home. But, I am making an effort to leave here with not a whole hell of a lot more than when I arrived. At least I am now minus 3 huge boxes of VHS tapes.

Thanks to everyone for the mojo of encouragement too, this is harder than I thought. I'm trying to be ruthless (which reminds me, appropos of nothing to a favorite song lyric of a friend of mine, looped on one of his tunes "Ruth & Johnny went for a ride, Johhny hit a bump, Ruth hit a tree, Johnny drove on, Ruthlessly")

You inspired me.

While I was waiting to a decision last night, I cleaned out most of my closet. I removed old clothes that I don't want and set them aside for Out of the Closet then removed the things I like but don't fit. I have to do the same with shoes and sweaters, but I''m half way there!

Closets....I only wish. I've started with the coffee table, dammit.

Luckily the dinner table isn't too bad. It's not usable for dinner, but that's because I've got a sewing project set up there, which will be put away as soon as I'm done piecing and as soon as I get a nifty basket for all the fabric scraps (so if anyone has any good ideas...).

I purged my closet last summer: TEN hefty bags went to charity! :eek: Since I'm stuck home today with a hurt footie, I'm going to pack up some toys for the Mr. to take to the newly-acquired storage unit...HOORAY!

I'm wondering!?
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