We've gotten rid of a lot of crap in the past few years. A LOT. (Two words, students, TWO words) We mostly have some bins in our downstairs closet, so we're close to being almost clutter free, but it migrates. For example, we somehow had two of those bins in our bedroom. I don't remember how they got there, but they've been there at least since before Christmas. One is memorabilia that I need to go through some time. The other is crap you throw into a box and hide before guests come over. My projects for spring break were to clean the living room (done) and clean our bedroom/office (not done).
Here's a sampling of items in the second crate:
- receipt for used tire from 2003
- notes from online search for Russian pop music (c.1998)
- random wedding planning crap (our 3rd anniversary is next Tuesday)
- partial New Yorker articles, significance forgotten
- Windows 95 start up diskette
- lemon reamer (in case I need some fresh lemon juice in my bedroom?)
- petrified chewing gum (various flavors, including lime)
And do we have a minute for discussion about old, (literally) broken laptops and My First Cell Phone?
In other news...
iPod nanos do not like the washing machine. Fact.