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digging out
So, I've started cleaning my room, prepartory to selling a whole lot of stuff and throwing out even more.
Along the way, I found:
- a battery charger for which I bought a replacement just this morning
- wedding invitations dating back to 2005 (![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
azheva and laughinghatter's)
- wedding invitations dating back to 2001? (aldiara and alsha's)
- a 'homework booklet' from my Yr 12 English teacher that she gave the class upon our graduation in 1994
- 15 years' worth of Christmas cards
- 15 years' worth of postcards
- a helluvalotta hair
- way more autographs and photographs than I know what to do with
I haven't even started in on the BPAL collection (it's all going into a box and I'll sort it from there).
There are some things I don't know what to do with - like the cat comb (*sniffle*), more cards and postcards of places I've visited than I'll ever send out (anyone want one?), and bubblewrap enough to package my bed in.
I should start tidying up the clothes on my bed tonight. Work out what's winter wear and what's summer and put the summer stuff away...
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Sometimes I still expect to see her when I come home. Or have to remind myself that I can close the door and she won't come scratching.
It's quiet about the house without her. Takes some getting used to.
And today, in the pet shop, I saw the most adorable black and white shorthair. His name was Zorro and he's a rescuee. I was very tempted. But I'm thinking that I need to talk to the sistren about another cat - because the last one was mine, but the next two need to belong to the household. Which will be a tricksy thing to get past B2.
Along the way, I found:
- a battery charger for which I bought a replacement just this morning
- wedding invitations dating back to 2005 (
azheva and laughinghatter's)- wedding invitations dating back to 2001? (
aldiara and alsha's)- a 'homework booklet' from my Yr 12 English teacher that she gave the class upon our graduation in 1994
- 15 years' worth of Christmas cards
- 15 years' worth of postcards
- a helluvalotta hair
- way more autographs and photographs than I know what to do with
I haven't even started in on the BPAL collection (it's all going into a box and I'll sort it from there).
There are some things I don't know what to do with - like the cat comb (*sniffle*), more cards and postcards of places I've visited than I'll ever send out (anyone want one?), and bubblewrap enough to package my bed in.
I should start tidying up the clothes on my bed tonight. Work out what's winter wear and what's summer and put the summer stuff away...
--
Sometimes I still expect to see her when I come home. Or have to remind myself that I can close the door and she won't come scratching.
It's quiet about the house without her. Takes some getting used to.
And today, in the pet shop, I saw the most adorable black and white shorthair. His name was Zorro and he's a rescuee. I was very tempted. But I'm thinking that I need to talk to the sistren about another cat - because the last one was mine, but the next two need to belong to the household. Which will be a tricksy thing to get past B2.