Yes. There are several boxes in my room, several of which I’ve been keeping in order to get my stuff more organized and reduce the amount of crap I am holding onto for no reason at all. Of course this plan failed, as does any such plan that does not involve just putting things in the goddamn trash.
So now I am going to go through and start emptying boxes. Most of them are piled up in front of my window, although there’s probably a few in the closet as well.
Ugh, so many books that need a spot on the shelf. And some of which (*gasp!*) I could even stand to get rid of. Especially out-of-date textbooks that I picked up on impulse and never bothered reading (seriously, brain, what the hell). Clothes I need to get rid of, and a few pairs of pants that I still plan on fixing. As soon as I can find the sewing kit, which is also lost in that mess over there.
And all of this naturally gathers dust, so it makes my room less clean overall.
I may keep some of the boxes for genuine storage purposes, but first I have to actually find a place for them. I may not be able to do that. I may not be able to get rid of everything I don’t need. But their scheming is at an end. Soon, I will rain destruction down upon them.
Also, my wolf calendar finally came in the mail. I also got a “little wild ones” calendar and a sierra club calendar, which means I have two extra. Of course, now that the wolf calendar is here, that’s the one up on the wall. Obviously. So…I need to find someone I can lend the other calendars to (I’m deliberately keeping ahold of calendars now, so I can use them as references for drawings. Totally valid reason!)
I’m going to go walk the dog now. Good bye.