The greatest thing that happened with my houseguests last weekend was when the 6 year old asked her mother why my house was so clean. (A) Because I live in it alone, and (B) because I moved from a third of the space. Everything has somewhere to go in my enormous apartment! It is remarkably easy to keep neat! It's kind of amazing.

like, sure, be voluntarily homeless, but is a backpack with one change of clothes and a toothbrush really that big an issue??

THAT'S HOW IT BEGINS! Then you're at the laundromat, and then you want your own washer and dryer, and suddenly -- POOF! -- you're living in a house in Westchester.

And you don't have kids, Jesse!

Congrats, bon bon.

I have a huge amount of crap in storage because no one but me can say if it is to be tossed, or sold, or kept. And I never have the time. I weep at the amount I have paid for storage, and yet.

Timelies all!

I like my stuff.(Of course, a good amount of my stuff is books, but having my own washer and dryer is nice.)

We have almost 3/5 of our portion of the org ready and willing to meet with mgmt, plus a few from other groups. Of the rest, some not talked to yet and only a couple felt uncomfortable being public (with good reason) and only one no, and that's for very good reasons (we CANNOT lose him but our proposed solution cannot be used for him.)

We've left managers out of this for plausible deniability, but this move won't be unexpected. Scheduling of the meeting is in progress.

I probably follow some Buffistas and don't even know it. Are a lot of us even on Tumblr?

I am just now starting to map people's Tumblr names with their usual fandom names. I'm the same all fannish places that aren't here. So.

I went to the storage shed today and gazed upon all the stuff Hubby had planned to do stuff with. I hate throwing out things that has some use in it, because it seems disrespectful to waste the usage. But no one wants to use it, or the person who does want to use it is somewhere obscure. Provo is not the kind of town with forward thinking organizations that try to pair obscure stuff with obscure people with a need.

I hate passing judgement on whether an item has used up its raison d'etre. As for getting rid of things that Hubby had plans for, he can take it up with me when I see him again. I'm sure it will amuse Valhalla.

Is there Freecycle in your area?

Yah, I'm arliss on Tumblr, LJ and DW. Twitter's different, but I don't post there, and I signed up for FB as my real name, long ago, and I rarely post or read there, either.