Weeks ago (and I mean weeks) I wanted to watch a series that was on my hard drive, through the telly in the lounge room. I couldnt find the remote to the hard drive and its been ages since I used it for anything but storage so I started hunting through my bedroom. Hunting turned to tearing shit apart and ripping crap out of draws. I dragged my floordrobe out into one spare room and my wardrobe out into another. Bedroom turned to office space. I ended up spring cleaning my entire house. Every bin night since, both the garbage and recycling have been chockers and Ive done a run to the tip. I ended up with... *Eight bags of clothes to charity. *$22.75 in silver coins. *Three years worth of bank statements that are now filed. *All my gym crap/boxing stuff/weights in one spot with an actual workout station. *My office space back. Its weird to have bugger all clutter around me but after seven weeks of sorting and culling and lifting shit, its been worth it. You know what else I found? The box my hard drive came in, and guess what? There never was a f#*king remote. Bastard.
Posted on: Sun, 30 Mar 2014 05:22:32 +0000
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