So for the past week or more I’ve been purging all the garbage from my room. As of now I have put out four bags of throwaways, four bags of goodwill hopefuls, and two bags of recycling. And I still have a long ways to go. I’ve reduced my wardrobe from my entire dresser and both racks in my closet (there’s one above and below) to just three drawers and one rack.
And my god I have so many socks.
But I can’t get rid of them! I love my socks, If they’re not vibrant and pretty they’re soft and plush or striped or patterned, or what have you. Getting rid of socks has been the hardest endeavor of this project thus far, no joke.
In any case, it’s back to art classes for me. Here I am looking prepared to lose my life for another four months, while being yelled at by the murder of crows that hangs around our house. Good times, good times.