Sunday, November 17, 2013
But what really brings me back here is my "destash my life" tag.
I'm living in a place with my boyfriend now, and it is absolutely unbelievable the amount of stuff I've gotten rid of, acquired, and gotten rid of again in the last two years because of it. I severely cut down my wardrobe, slowly built it back up, then go through periodic culls again. I'm sort of losing my mind over the amount of "stuff" we have. I want our place to be fun and have lots of personality, but it's a thin line between that and looking like a tornado hit an Applebee's. After visiting a much cleaner and neater friend, I've been spending so much time cleaning and organizing and donating and re-evaluating. I spent the entire day in my bedroom today, addressing organizational problems that have plagued me since we moved in this past February, making tough decisions like "do I need 5 short sleeved black shirts?" and, hardest of all, working on letting go of things I have sentimental attachment to. I think I could be a hoarder, really, I just happen fortunately to really like watching hoarding shows that inspire me to check myself.
So, without further wait, here's the list of everything I got rid of today:
Cleaned out the fridge and got rid of some spoiled food and something we were never going to drink
A sweater I don’t wear
3 tanks that don’t flatter
Mascara I was given years ago
A long sleeve shirt that was never “me”
A t-shirt I’ve always been ambivalent about
a polo shirt
5 more shirts
A pair of pj pants
A coat I like and is sentimental, but is easily duplicated by a coat I like more
10 pairs of tights/pantyhose (wtf, self)
A bunch of little knitted pieces to a project that’ll never come to fruition
Boyfriend’s tie he doesn’t like
Socks with a hole in them
Some underwear I hate even if BF likes it :P
2 boxes of glow in the dark stars that don’t glow in the dark
A mateless trouser sock
A envelope with a few ticket stubs and college mementos
A pack of novelty snowman tissues
A stuffed clownfish I knit
A makeup brush
The umpteenth black shirt I own
A knitted sweater that fits terribly and isn’t worth reclaiming the yarn from
2 commercial sweaters that’re just okay
A scarf I knit years ago
A shell that always falls off the hanger and off me
A long sleeve shirt
Mittens that are much too big
A really misguided gift shirt from my MIL
A box I made when I was 8 or something
An old uniform shirt
A bag I sewed a while ago that looks cool but needs repairs I’ll never get around to
Some mementos from high school. I’m 27.
A picture frame
A hoodie I like but I never wear hoodies and I have another that fits better
2 skirts I can let go of. I have so many skirts… and I wear the same ones all the time.
Several pairs of knitted socks my dog ate and I will never salvage
3 pairs of knitted socks I’ll just never wear
Thursday, November 10, 2011
Wednesday, November 09, 2011
Tuesday, November 01, 2011
Wednesday, October 12, 2011
Turns out, full time job, full time school, and an internship all at once kind of blow. Things are getting put off that shouldn't, and I'm putting myself at the bottom of my priorities. I've gained a lot of weight, which I'm trying to starve off, since its not like I have time for food anyways. Overall my mood has been lower since September. I get mad at myself for not getting things done, yet its hard to work up the motivation to get started despite that. I have no energy, though I can't sleep.
So overall, I'm doing pretty good.
Being able to knit with your eyes closed is a good skill for when you don't have any energy left but feel guilty (because whether its caused by your workplace, your schoolwork, or your eating habits, you always feel guilty) just doing absolutely nothing.
The least helpful thing anyone has said to me during all this has been "you need a vacation." And if I was allowed to take one that'd be great. But for now, all I can do is just keep slogging through. Eventually, it has to get better, right?
Monday, September 12, 2011
Monday, August 29, 2011
7 minutes away from the first class of this year and I'm already checked out.
So far its really nice to see the other part timers and connect with them again. It's hard to feel like you're part of something when you're not full time, where you don't have that shared connection as strongly.
Professor just came in; so far I like him. I have a good feeling.
Saturday, August 27, 2011
Sunday, May 08, 2011
Monday, April 18, 2011
Wednesday, April 13, 2011
Monday, April 11, 2011
Saturday, April 09, 2011
Thursday, April 07, 2011
Heart wants me to create.
Body wants me to move.
Brain wants me to work.
Mind doesn't want me to do a goddamn thing.
Things are hard right now. Too many changes all at once. Despite my assertion that I'd be ok, that's a lot to ask with the sheer amount I have to do right now. The school assignment list is daunting enough on its own. Of course, when there's that much to do, nothing happens. I know what I need to do. And I know what I'd like to do. But lately, there's too much of a disconnect between that and what really happens.
Which scares me.
It'll come together. It always does. It's just hard as hell being stuck in this cycle until it does.