His stuff multiplies...

Sheeeesh.  I was only with my ex for 4 years.  I knew I had his comic books and thought THAT was IT.  By now I've moved more than a few times.  I've gotten rid of so much that even when it comes to my own stuff -- well I'm mostly down to books, craft stuff, papers, and things people give me (angels, Eeyores, and James Dean stuff).    So I decided I'm never gonna have a truly truly energetic day / week and the shots start next week (they suggest M, W, F since you have to do them 48 hours apart) and I expect to feel like hell, possibly from now on.  Soooo, no more putting off getting my "office" together.  It's this weekend or never really.  And the whole downstairs has been a true disaster since we moved in anyway, not even much room to vacuum with empty boxes in the way since there's not enough room in the closet yet for them there, etc. 

Brilliant, I'll start seriously tackling it today before I sleep, then tomorrow, then the weekend.  That way there's room to clean this weekend.  And ahhh relief and start shots next week with my space hopefully all done.  Right, I know not likely but maybe.  So I get craft stuff done I think (not art, just craft).  I've sent almost all of my cross stitch stuff to Misi since I never do it anymore.  Two boxes worth.  I've found probably another box worth to send to her.  For me I found plus a few small projects to save, just in case.  Some wire and bead stuff I can use in crafts / jewelry if I go back to that.  My rings.  It's in my trunk out of the way while I figure out how to set up my shelves.  I plan to get bookends this weekend to make better use of them - read that as put books on top of the shelves, freeing up some room in other shelves.

Then it's onto some mystery box.  Open it.  WTF?  Looks like Dan stuff.  But well I've not seen this in the what umm 9 years since he left?  Surely it's not his.  Brian's a geek too, but... oh hell it's role playing stuff, Brian's not THAT geeky I don't think.  Dig some more and some papers have Dan's writing and yup, his name.  Geeezus does his stuff just friggin multiply. I never saw this shit before now, I recognize everything else in every other box I've seen whether it be my stuff or Dan's comics or even Brian's stuff.  I want the comics but this stuff can become someone's bon fire material for all I care.  I asked Brian if he knows anyone who cares about these kinds of things.   Otherwise it's the dumpster.  And if I find any more stuff then I'm CONVINCED his stuff does multiply just magically because I friggin get rid of it and years later in new moves there's MORE never before seen stuff when I only have so many boxes worth of stuff, hrmph.  He must have put a curse on me when he left.

Enough productivity.  The mystery box should have been the dvds that disappeared back then, that'd have been nice.  And I've still not found my dad's picture :(  I put it somewhere safe when we moved in.  Oops.

I'm dizzy from lack of sleep, I should go zzzzzzzzzzzzz!  And unknown numbers should stop calling me every day, hanging up on second ring, and not leaving voice mail.