I want to do this while I am living. If I don't, someone I care about will be doing it soon after I die.
Here it is: Most nonfood items I've ever been given or purchased for myself is in a small room. This small room is my bedroom in the apartment I share with three other people.
So this image of my sister or my Dad going through my things, moldy birthday cards, scrawled messages to myself - anything I can do to prevent that keeps me going and I thought if could keep a record of my progress that that would be a motivation as well. I would take a picture of this room but I have no idea where my camera is. There is no floor space. The boxes and bags are in some places over 4 feet high but in most places about two feet up from the ground. There is no path from my bed to the door.
Today's work was cleaning out my car. My car was completely full of those big plastic containers and trash bags full of various ridiculous things. One plastic container has cleaning supplies and coat hangers another container has some birthday cards from years ago and some clippings from papers from when I lived in a different city. There were ripped up garbage bags full of some trash some receipts that might be trash some notes some photographs. Some food was in there, a melon, old milk, Tupperware containing who knows what. That food stuff has been thrown out.
In my last apartment I had some room in the basement and when I found I did not have this option in my new apartment I asked my parents if I could temporarily keep those things - about a carload full of stuff- in their basement but that was July so when my Mom remarked that my stuff had been there for a while now I immediately started packing it up in my car. I felt a little kicked out of home but, I am 34 so I mostly felt grateful that they had allowed me to keep it there so long.
Tomorrow my goal is to go through one bag or box. I'm not going to try to figure out when I will be done at that rate.
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