-- Minnie spent the night here yesterday. I made her a squeaky pillow (I'd found a plastic squeaker in the hall closet when I cleaned it) and baked dog biscuits, so I think she had an alright time. I don't think I ever explained Minnie's departure, but my parents adopted her from me in February 2008. They already had a dog that Minnie loved, and she's really a dog's dog. And I'm a cat person. So everybody was/is happy in the end.
-- I went through the clothes in my closet this evening. Well, a first pass. I think I'm going to have to go back when I'm feeling a bit more brutal, because there were several items I know I should part with, but I'm just having doubts at the moment. Honestly, I'd rather store something in a plastic bin down in the basement than have that moment where I see something cute and think, 'Oh, I used to have a [shirt/skirt/etc] just like that! Darn.'
-- Getting back to Minnie, I thought it was pretty funny how the cats behaved while she was here. They're often quite skittish at my parents' house (although that could just be because Sasha, the other dog, barks and barks and barks), even though they're fine at the cabin, so I know they don't mind being somewhere new. So maybe it's just because they were on their home turf, or maybe they even remember when Minnie lived here, but it was just no big deal. We all sat on the sofa together. When I gave Minnie her canned dog food this morning, Booty really wanted some (the cats only get wet food after [my] dinner). So he just stuck his head in the same bowl. Those crazy animals.
-- And speaking of animals, there's a new Radio Lab here, about the minds of animals. And if you've never listened to Radio Lab, and you're the sort of person who likes interesting stuff (with a science-y flavor), check out all the episodes. I particularly like the ones about music, and my friend Alex likes the episode about death.
-- I realized that finishing my big house clean-up would be a great excuse to have a small party. Like a second house warming. And maybe I can put out some of the choicest pieces of culled junk for my friends to take (assuming I find anything that fits that category). And make a cake. Presumably, setting a date for such a party would give me a deadline for the overhaul, but I don't know that I'm THAT committed -- going through every room could take some time. It's so tiring making decisions about what to keep and what to discard; I have to take lots of breaks.
I've been going through my apartment in preparation for the big move, and I think I've been having less difficulty when it comes to getting rid of some of the old clothes or at least the ones I have not worn in like 5 or 10 years! They can go, really.
Minnie is a cutie.
New Radio Lab? Awesome. Love this show. The 'live' episode about War of the Worlds is great.
Rachel, I was there when they made that episode! It was pretty awesome watching how they put it all together (well, how they put it together in front of an audience, of course).
I totally know what you mean about tossing clothes and then wishing you hadn't later. I try to be vigilant but I still have those few items I haven't worn in ages because I'm just sure I'll want to again one day. Heck, I've been living in Florida for almost 5 years and have still refused to part with certain cold weather clothing just in case I ever move back up north...but I did just buy a house so maybe it's time to rethink that one.
I got a closetmaid organizer for a closet in my home office and that really helped me get stuff organized and out of sight. But there are definitely some items lingering around that I need to cull through. Best of luck with the remaining rooms!
I do INDEED like the Radio Lab episode about death! It made me weep hysterically, and then call my mom. That's the desired outcome of any radio show. Why do you think older people support public broadcasting? It's so their children will call them.