Mar. 21st, 2010 03:11 pm
Conference and Cleaning
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mizarchivistYesterday I went out to Amherst - for the first time- and attended the archivist conference. Did I mention (yes, but not here) that I am now a duly appointed representative of that august organization? I am. rep-at-large. Not sure what that means in practical terms. I figure I will fill in doing stuff that doesn't fall into the more traditional (prez, treasurer & such) roles. Committees, yes. It was an easy drive and made much more interesting with the help of Bill Willingham's Peter and Max and Wil Wheaton reading it. Wil does creepy really well, FYI.
Today? Walked around in a haze whilst doing food-related errands and dove right into post-mini-flood recovery, which meant pulling boxes out of random corners that had gotten wet. I found a whole box of kitchen stuff that none of us had missed since we put it down there. Goodwill run is now needful since we already had a box of the same on the porch and I found a stash of overly large tins that I do not want or need but will likely be quite lovely to... someone, someone not me.
The result of 3 hours of work = 3 bins of cut up cardboard and 2 full trash cans (one filled with a bale of soppy insulation the other packing innards from electronics), amazingly cleared spaces, re-organized craft shelves, and fewer cobwebs. We also have a very good notion of what must happen next in the rehab process (under the stairs, workbench, rearrange auto-centric shelves)
What I find to be rather interesting is how much better I feel better now that I've expended all that energy. So, snack, Advil, and now easy kitcheny stuff. Yay!
Today? Walked around in a haze whilst doing food-related errands and dove right into post-mini-flood recovery, which meant pulling boxes out of random corners that had gotten wet. I found a whole box of kitchen stuff that none of us had missed since we put it down there. Goodwill run is now needful since we already had a box of the same on the porch and I found a stash of overly large tins that I do not want or need but will likely be quite lovely to... someone, someone not me.
The result of 3 hours of work = 3 bins of cut up cardboard and 2 full trash cans (one filled with a bale of soppy insulation the other packing innards from electronics), amazingly cleared spaces, re-organized craft shelves, and fewer cobwebs. We also have a very good notion of what must happen next in the rehab process (under the stairs, workbench, rearrange auto-centric shelves)
What I find to be rather interesting is how much better I feel better now that I've expended all that energy. So, snack, Advil, and now easy kitcheny stuff. Yay!
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Probably a combination of loosening up muscles, and the fact that cleaning up physical cruft equates to cleaning mental cruft for folks like you and me . . .
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Yeah, I get that sometimes