Well, yesterday, once I got off here at around 2pm, I felt really sick. I had another dizzy spell; not pleasant, I tell ya! But I drank some water and at something and tried to feel better and kept going.
And the next place I wanted to do was the home office... like I mentioned the other day. Well, this place had to get better before it got worse. I had books, a blanket, scarves, clothes, old documents and papers absolutely everywhere! Like I said, it was beginning to look like something I did want it to look like and less like an office. So, I began with picking up all the handbags that were sitting around on the floor; and made a vow to myself to stop buying them. I had enough in the collection; coin purses are easier to contain anyway.
Once I had them sorted out, I moved all the green bags out of the way and the portable stereo put back into the top shelf of the wardrobe, I started sorting out how much stuff was in these bags exactly. Most of it was just bank statements. So, I pulled out the little things I could work with and left the papers; which ended up going into one bag anyway. The shredding bag was the same and so all that needed shredding went into that. I found a few things I hadn't been looking for, but I thought were worth keeping for my writing; and added them to my bag of life history stuff (and I really have to sort that out too! But that will be another day).
Then there was the chair near Grandpa's old writing desk. It was almost unrecognisable. So, I folded up the blanket and put it away, pulled all the stuff off it, put the old video tapes, scarves and other things into a bag and found a poster about reading and stuck that up on the end of the medium-sized bookcase just inside my door with Command sticky strips(each time I've put it there with Blu-tak, it's fallen down). It's been overnight; and it's still there! Usually it's not.
I sat down after a little while and drank more water as another dizzy spell hit me. I hate them. I've been getting them for a while now and they're not good. I'm seeing a doctor next week, don't worry.
Anyway, it was time to clean up, but first, I had move something. I moved the three-draw chest of draws in front of the left door of the wardrobe so I can see the bookcase from the door. I looks better and neater; even if there's a few of the bags still on the floor and the clothes basket in here temporarily.
There's still a lot to do in this office. Even after I put away the box of unsoaked stamps, sorted out my birthday cards from last year and put them away and organised a file to put all Bookcrossing postcards and other things into over the next year or so. It's still going to be a tight squeeze for a few things. I'm still going to need a few storage boxes for some things here until I begin throwing things out again.
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