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valis2Today was really productive.
On the painful side, though, I managed to a) crack a callus on the heel of my foot, which is much more painful than it looks, and b) while holding a small tray (weight about 4 oz) in both hands and standing up from a sitting position, I managed to totally screw up my back. It's killing me. How is it that I can handle 80 lb boxes with no problem, one after another, but a little quarter pound slays me? Argh! And I won't even go into detail about the callus issue. Suffice it to say that it's deep and it's making it very difficult to walk.
My back and foot conspired against my productivity, but that's okay...I triumphed in the end, because I joined the local Freecycle program, and I am GETTING RID OF THE ALBUMS.
Yes, the 200+ vinyl albums from my childhood (they're my parents) that were dropped off directly into my apartment are going to a new home tomorrow night, if I'm successful. I am going to bite the bullet and drop in my own fifty or so albums, too. I finally had to admit that I will NEVER play them again, and that I can't just wallow in the past about them. Sure, the Christmas album that we always played is very nostalgic, and sure, the Joan Baez albums remind me so much of my childhood, but I can't hang on to them. I don't even have a turntable. I have to say goodbye. Goodness, I'm almost tearing up here.
I just have no more room, and to throw them in the trash would be a horror.
If this person really picks them up tomorrow, though, I'll be very pleased indeed. They've been sitting in my living room for six months now, while I hemmed and hawed over what to do with them.
And I've managed to go through other merchandise which has been sitting here for ages (and I mean ages! Found a bag of stuff I bought two years ago, intending it for resale...but had never really sorted it). I made a few new icons. I pulled out some more clothing for Good Will. I went through the food pantry and pulled out some canned goods to donate. I pulled out the tables I'll need for this week's show. Finished all of the laundry, even the finicky stuff. 4000+ words into the Fandom Project. The dark!Snupin is brewing beautifully and will be ready to write very soon...hopefully I'll have it finished by the end of the week.
I'm so motivated, I don't even recognize myself.
On the painful side, though, I managed to a) crack a callus on the heel of my foot, which is much more painful than it looks, and b) while holding a small tray (weight about 4 oz) in both hands and standing up from a sitting position, I managed to totally screw up my back. It's killing me. How is it that I can handle 80 lb boxes with no problem, one after another, but a little quarter pound slays me? Argh! And I won't even go into detail about the callus issue. Suffice it to say that it's deep and it's making it very difficult to walk.
My back and foot conspired against my productivity, but that's okay...I triumphed in the end, because I joined the local Freecycle program, and I am GETTING RID OF THE ALBUMS.
Yes, the 200+ vinyl albums from my childhood (they're my parents) that were dropped off directly into my apartment are going to a new home tomorrow night, if I'm successful. I am going to bite the bullet and drop in my own fifty or so albums, too. I finally had to admit that I will NEVER play them again, and that I can't just wallow in the past about them. Sure, the Christmas album that we always played is very nostalgic, and sure, the Joan Baez albums remind me so much of my childhood, but I can't hang on to them. I don't even have a turntable. I have to say goodbye. Goodness, I'm almost tearing up here.
I just have no more room, and to throw them in the trash would be a horror.
If this person really picks them up tomorrow, though, I'll be very pleased indeed. They've been sitting in my living room for six months now, while I hemmed and hawed over what to do with them.
And I've managed to go through other merchandise which has been sitting here for ages (and I mean ages! Found a bag of stuff I bought two years ago, intending it for resale...but had never really sorted it). I made a few new icons. I pulled out some more clothing for Good Will. I went through the food pantry and pulled out some canned goods to donate. I pulled out the tables I'll need for this week's show. Finished all of the laundry, even the finicky stuff. 4000+ words into the Fandom Project. The dark!Snupin is brewing beautifully and will be ready to write very soon...hopefully I'll have it finished by the end of the week.
I'm so motivated, I don't even recognize myself.
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Date: 2007-06-19 03:40 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2007-06-19 10:51 am (UTC)Then I tried selling them to the local record shops. No go. They bought only one.
So Freecycle it is. I hate to do it, but I just can't take it anymore!