I spent much of yesterday, and much of today, putting things into boxes. Mostly books.
I leavened this by occasionally taking things out of boxes, and putting them into other boxes.
There was also a fair amount of putting things into black plastic bin liners, some destined for the bin, and some for the charity shop.
Any clothes that I havenít worn for six months went, for example. Since that period spanned one of the coldest winters I can remember, and certainly the hottest summer, everything I need was worn recently. If I ainít worn it in six months, I almost certainly never will. (Those who know me realise that this means that I now have very little clothing.) Just an example of the harsher than usual de-cluttering Iíve imposed on myself this move.
Sigh. I hate moving. Iím off down the pub.Posted to Apropos of nothing by Simon Brunning at August 16, 2003 05:47 PM