Good morning from cold Rhode Island. This weather is bullshit. I mean, I can pretty much say that at any time of year in this area. There’s few places in the world where I truly wouldn’t have something to complain about when it comes to weather.
I was productive yesterday. I looked around and mentally ticked off whether or not items had been put up for sale or otherwise “handled”. At some point, something clicked in my brain. I would look at stuff and think about about whether it was coming with or going out. Yes, the furniture is up for sale at dirt cheap prices. That’s been handled. Then I’d see something like the handful of DVDs and think, “those will come with”. Yesterday, it was like a switch flipped and my mind took it a step further with “but Crystal, how will you transport it?”
I walked around, and boxed things I knew I probably won’t need in the next few weeks.
I emptied out the spice cabinet. It’s strange to see it empty, but I don’t feel too badly about just throwing it all out. I couldn’t tell you when the last time I purchased any herbs or spices, aside from the adobo seasoning and sazon caliente I throw on everything. I’ll bring down those and the giant container of garam masala. I fished the last of the stuff off of the top shelf of the pantry, and boxed up all of the bathroom stuff that will travel. I made a final decision on which custom ponies to keep, and boxed them.
Today’s plans are the same as they’ve been nearly every day for the last month: not a whole hell of a lot. For the last couple of days, I’ve done nothing but binge Buffy and occasionally clean, with scattered sessions of arts and crafts. I want to tackle the rest of the kitchen cabinets. Shawshank suggested “workout, and loud music and dancing, a bagel, picking up a kitten and dancing with him”. I think it will be a bit of all of the above.
