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Lists and coping mechanisms

Ok, I'm not really one to wallow, so when I'm feeling down I tend to start looking around for ways to make things better, make myself feel better...

I write lists - so here are a couple...

Things I want to get rid off (donate to charity)
  1. Rocking Chair
  2. Ikea blue chair
  3. Winnie-the-Pooh pram
  4. Blue footstool
  5. Round kitchen table and chairs
  6. Ikea fold out futon bed (I'm really po'd that this thing started to fall apart so quickly, what a waste of money, grrrrr)
  7. My fat clothes (not at all pissed to be getting rid of these!!!)
  8. Various mismatched crockery and cutlery from the kitchen
Other items i want to sort through and cull...

  1. Boys toys (this isn't really a big job, they don't really have a lot of toys that are broken or outgrown, but they do have a lot of stuffed animals, especially Bryn)...
  2. Sort through Bryn's clothes and pack up his baby clothes (not ready to get rid of them yet)...
  3. Sort out of filing cabinet, and make much better use of it.
  4. Get dave to sell his A3 scanner (he NEVER did use it and he bought it nearly 8 years ago, grrrr).
  5. Get the couch dry cleaned.
I'm sure there is more, but I can't remember now... This is a good start...

Comments

Rae said…
Great idea! Culling stuff always makes me feel better and making lists..even better! Hope you feel happier soon.:)

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