Or, maybe writing would be slacker behavior. You know, doing this instead of any of the thousands of useful things I should be doing around here.
I had to get a refill on Charlie's medicine and stayed to chat at the vet clinic. Of course. They agreed to take more books, those sweet babies. Plus, they can take the leftovers to the charity shop down the road who does not want take any more of my crap, even though my personal stuff is really high quality and lots of it is virtually unused. Seems they like my crap, they just feel that they do not have any more room for any of it for a while.
Now, they will not know that what the clinic babes bring over was originally mine and I am trying to not be conflicted about this, you know, like in it might be slightly dishonorable if the books were mine to begin with and only passed through the filter of what the clinic babes do not want. It is not like I am stopping strangers on the street and asking them to pretend that my stuff is really their own, personal donation or anything like that. Still, it seems a fine point and I suppose that I could collect what the clinic babes do not want and then take it into town to the other charity shop that will take anything. No hesitation, just pull up in your car, open the doors and they will remove the boxes and send you on your way.
At this point it does not make any difference, because I am still sick, only slightly, marginally better, but sick, still, and I just do not have the strength to haul anything anywhere. I should feel good about continuing to rid myself of this stuff, but I thought that I would be finished divesting by this time. Hell, it has been a year since the first trickles began seeping out of here. It should be all gone by now. There should be so much stuff gone that I would be experiencing fairly regular moments of regret that something useful is gone.
Then there is the whole issue of all of the projects that need completing, some of which could bring in some cash. Yet, I slack.
Just the slacker in me.
I probably should have named this blog properly.
Slacker...and too unmotivated to really give a darn.