Spring Cleaning

I didn't lose my passion for words – just my laptop – in the maze that is my life.

I never throw anything away. Sentimentality is my excuse. But, when I found this laptop under a half eaten cheese sandwich, I realized that it's time for spring cleaning. Another very valid reason is the fact that my apartment had recently flooded (thanks to an over-zealous faucet in the apartment above me) and I consider floating cheese sandwiches a strict no-no when it comes to home décor.

Right when I thought I was re-modeling my life to fit a more grown-up lifestyle, I have to give up my cool bachelorette pad and move into a paying-guest accommodation. I have to admit, though, that moving into the afore-mentioned bachelorette pad was a result of 4 hours to house-hunt while driving around in a U-haul full of my stuff. People seem to insinuate that I should take this opportunity to re-evaluate my options… a tad less hurried.

Is this transitory move to smaller digs a good thing? I'll get to that soon. Once I'm done with pondering over the benefit of earning airline miles on my credit cards and the need for comprehensive insurance on my used car.

At the least, I am now left with no choice but to weed out over-used/useless/never-ever-used/maybe-I-can-find-a-use items from my life. Maybe I will finally experience the better life that is rumored to come with a reduction in clutter and take some time to finish my sandwich.

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