I hate when that happens...

You know....when work gets in the way of your blogging. Damn! I have things I want to write about, here and over at Celery Central.

No. Time. Now.

However, I will let you in on my big plans for the three-day holiday weekend: I'm purging.

Not food. Gross.

No, I'm going to tackle all the excess crap in my apartment and get it out of here.

Living in a fairly large space (for an apartment) with lots of storage space (ditto previous parenthetical passage) for many years can lead to too much clutter. Especially when you tend to be lazy, as I do. It's simply too easy to stack stuff up in the closets and forget about it than it is to actually dispose of it.

I've just spotted some sort of kitchenware product I received as a wedding gift - in 1990 - that's never been opened. I don't even know what it is. Why is it taking up precious shelf space in my kitchen?? Why do I still have those ugly plates I got as a wedding gift? (I don't mean the china; that's not going anywhere. I still love that.)

And to make it even easier on myself, I've made an appointment with the 1-800-GOT JUNK people to haul it away. All I need to do is stack this shit up and point the burly junk dudes in the right direction and it will be gone in short order, including the old fold-out table we used to use as a dining room table 1000 years ago. Why is THAT still here?

The funny thing is, as much as I despise cleaning -- and I do -- I'm really looking forward to this. More space! Less clutter!

And room for new, cool stuff I might want to buy.