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lprovenYesterday was a good day on the joint-pain front. Today, I'm not quite so bendy, but with a double dose of painkillers, I can lift boxes & carry stuff up & down the stairs.
So, I've started boxing up The Great Unread Pile. I've cleared the bedroom one. Clear patches of floor & bedside table have reappeared for the first time in about a decade.
Now, I'm moving on to the living room, and started the winnowing by picking out & throwing away old manuals, guidebooks & maps that are now utterly useless. Egon Ronay's guide to restaurants inside the M25 from 1987, anyone? DR-DOS 5 or MS-DOS 6.2 user guides? Or the Windows 95 one, complete with certificate of authenticity!
I also took a second carrier bag full of old, unwanted birthday & Xmas presents to the charity shop in Mitcham this afternoon.
I thought this would be liberating, like shifting some of the old computers has been. (Of course, the money I've been making has helped there.)
But it's not. It's horrible. It's a bit like going to my last-ever ROUGOL meeting on Monday. It's making me feel really miserable. This is really happening, Real Soon Now.
Also, if I box up the entire TBR pile, what the hell am I going to read over the next few weeks?
So, I've started boxing up The Great Unread Pile. I've cleared the bedroom one. Clear patches of floor & bedside table have reappeared for the first time in about a decade.
Now, I'm moving on to the living room, and started the winnowing by picking out & throwing away old manuals, guidebooks & maps that are now utterly useless. Egon Ronay's guide to restaurants inside the M25 from 1987, anyone? DR-DOS 5 or MS-DOS 6.2 user guides? Or the Windows 95 one, complete with certificate of authenticity!
I also took a second carrier bag full of old, unwanted birthday & Xmas presents to the charity shop in Mitcham this afternoon.
I thought this would be liberating, like shifting some of the old computers has been. (Of course, the money I've been making has helped there.)
But it's not. It's horrible. It's a bit like going to my last-ever ROUGOL meeting on Monday. It's making me feel really miserable. This is really happening, Real Soon Now.
Also, if I box up the entire TBR pile, what the hell am I going to read over the next few weeks?
