ACCOUNTANT BY DAY

I worked on decluttering my room today, focusing primarily on paper rubbish, which I piled on the bottom of the bookshelf at the end of my bed. Then I spent about 30 minutes attempting to repair the shredder I broke 2 years ago that has been in the basement ever since, figuring that it would reduce two kinds of clutter at once if I could fix it. That didn’t work out for me, but I did manage to throw away several things I’ve held onto for far too long, such as the collection of X-Files pictures I compiled when I was 13, complete with the crummy security clearance label I tried to make for the door to my room. I am embarrassed that I ever made and displayed something so stupid, let alone kept it into my ostensible adulthood. Even more embarrassing is the fact that I can still identify, by title, the episodes those pictures came from.

I still have some things on which I’m undecided, like my autographed photo of Warwick Davis. I don’t know if I can part with that, but where would I display it? He wrote “love” on it so I obviously shouldn’t throw it away. For now I’m deferring this decision and just working on removing the clutter from its current location, and I’ll worry about the actual fate of these items later. Maybe I’ll try to eBay some of the stuff and if nobody wants to buy it, I’ll know it must not be worth much, and reevaluate how attached I am to it. I think the page at left from my Hello Kitty haiku-a-day planner, which I’m also deciding whether to keep in lieu of my plain one (why did I buy two day planners? It’s because I bought the plain one first and then saw the Hello Kitty one), pretty much says it all. Goodbye, worldly possessions. I begin the dance of trashing you!