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February 7th, 2013

is not just the book by Jared Diamond. I now have a bruise on my left arm to match the one on my left shin.

There I was, minding my own business or better yet attempting to clean up the disaster dump that passes for a bedroom on those days when I can actually find some place to sleep.

One way to clean up is to relocate to another area of the house. Right? Not being any dummy, I planned on relocating a significant portion of the flotsam on the floor to the appropriate shelve, container or cupboard of choice. Given basic similarities of substance or perhaps states of attraction I had planned on placing yarn with yarn, scarves with scarves, clothing on shelves or laundry baskets and my trip folios on the shelf in the living room where I have been unceremoniously tucking them away since my cruise jaunting started.

and there was a second shelf about 1/2 way up.

Happily placing the latest notebooks, I was horrified to hear CLUNK and looked in to see this –

and to look in on this jumble

a lot of unhappiness later including rescuing a file container from the garage and a large number of deep breaths

the bottom of the cupboard improved and the bag has all the loose stuff


the file box now has those things which are somewhat organized….

As a reward and all else fail I will console myself with chocolate.

See? It even says that it is mine!

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  1. Lynne
    February 7th, 2013 at 17:46 | #1

    Chocolate for the 5th act saves this from being a tragedy of Shakespearean proportions.
    Glad it had a happy ending.

  2. Chere
    February 7th, 2013 at 17:49 | #2

    Rueful recognition here….

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