Been home for two weeks and my annual bedroom upheaval is coming along nicely.
Bedroom, toilet and wardrobe are mostly done. Have tossed out a fairly satisfying amount of stuff.
Am moving onto the study now and seeing as how it's become a storeroom over the past two years, most of my work will be in here.
I am going to declutter (and have been decluttering) like I've never done before.
One of the hardest habits I've ever had to kick is this nostalgia-driven compulsion to hoard and keep everything - from receipts to bits of toys to random t-shirts that i'll never use again. I've always had this horrible tendency to prescribe notions of sentimentality to stupid trinkets and worthless junk. But fuck that now, y'know.
I guess I'm tired of accumulating bits of my old lives - little tokens from old versions of myself that I, previously, never wanted to lose grasp of.
I can't do that anymore.
For one, I seem to be getting older a lot faster and twenty-two years worth of junk is starting to take up a lot of space.
And for another - what's the point, really?
Why remind oneself of what the rest of the world forgot a long time ago.
27.5.12
There are a few rules which I stick very strongly by.
1. No one touches my food before I do. I am perfectly happy with sharing and you can help yourself to as much of my food as you wish (within reasonable bounds obviously)... As long as I take the first bite. All of my closest friends know this (and it's become a bit of an affectionate joke) but no one - NO ONE - touches my food before I do.
2. Knock before entering. This is a basic practice of etiquette and it bugs the FLIPPING HELL out of me every time someone enters without knocking. You knock and then you enter. You don't need to wait for me to tell you to come in - if the door is unlocked go ahead and turn the doorknob. Obviously if you hear me scream you shouldn't proceed with entering. But always. Knock. Before. Entering. It is one of the most elementary rules of politeness.
3. Say please. I'm not insanely picky about this: If you say "Do you mind handing me that?" or "May I have this" that's fine, I think probably because the "mind" and "may" provide sufficient politness. But don't go "Can I have that?" or "Get me a drink". You say please or I'm not moving. Same rule applies to thank you.
1. No one touches my food before I do. I am perfectly happy with sharing and you can help yourself to as much of my food as you wish (within reasonable bounds obviously)... As long as I take the first bite. All of my closest friends know this (and it's become a bit of an affectionate joke) but no one - NO ONE - touches my food before I do.
2. Knock before entering. This is a basic practice of etiquette and it bugs the FLIPPING HELL out of me every time someone enters without knocking. You knock and then you enter. You don't need to wait for me to tell you to come in - if the door is unlocked go ahead and turn the doorknob. Obviously if you hear me scream you shouldn't proceed with entering. But always. Knock. Before. Entering. It is one of the most elementary rules of politeness.
3. Say please. I'm not insanely picky about this: If you say "Do you mind handing me that?" or "May I have this" that's fine, I think probably because the "mind" and "may" provide sufficient politness. But don't go "Can I have that?" or "Get me a drink". You say please or I'm not moving. Same rule applies to thank you.
