Currently This

I've been spending most of the last few days trying to make sense and order of all my stuff. Ten years in this place and I have accumulated a lot of junk. I've bought drawers and organizers and holders. I've taken all the laundry to the cleaners. This includes blankets, pillows, etc.

I've been throwing stuff away. So much stuff. Books I don't read, videos I no longer watch. Things I have kept for years on the chance I may one day find need for them, I am tossing it all. And refusing to bring anything new into this house I don't absolutely need.

Has anyone else collected the number of unused lipsticks that I have? Dozens of tubes in variations of colors that were might have been right, so I took them home, but weren't ghastly on my skin. Most places let you return them, now, but I never bother. Now I just shove them in a drawer and leave it at that.

Now I'm sending them to lipstick heaven. Along with the shadows I've aged out of, and liners that never get used. Ditto all the old mascaras that are little more than flaky chunks in their tubes at this point. Creams, too - perfumes creams, sunscreen creams, facial and hair creams that sit in drawers, unused or empty with their greasy little caps sliming things up.

This goes against my genetic predisposition to pack-rattedness, as well as my nature as a control freak. Growing up on welfare, having stuff around in case I one day find myself destitute again has long been an issue for me.

So give kudos.

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A friend and I were discussing the interesting details of our lives of late, and she joked 'other than that, Mrs. Lincoln, how was the play?' After a while, you either laugh or you scream.

Both girls still battle headaches. The older one has them each morning. The younger has had one that never really goes away.

And my son - the other day I reached for toilet paper and found myself confronted by a light-saber wielding bathroom guard. It genuinely startled me.

Urp.