practice discardia

throw out all that crap!

I cleaned out much of the fridge, got rid of a good deal of old paperwork. There’s still plenty more to go.

Ha ha, gotcha!

I brought a huge bag of clothes to work to share with the girls. They’ve been going like hotcakes. The cool thing is I could tell everybody there are plenty more to come.

all the clutter from my computer desktop and replaced it with a really cool image of Vaidurya (Sangye Menla, the Medicine Buddha, Bhaishajyaguru.)

I just put a big bag of “shoes to get rid of” next to the front door. Tomorrow it’s going into the car and never coming back!

Edit: I also threw out some socks, ‘n’ over the weekend I inquired about the Nevending Bookstore’s book donation policy.

in the current discardia season.

I’ve been cleaning lately, but not discarding much. Today – intentions swiftly coming into focus. Articles of clothing tossed into bags. I’ll do what I can, no system, just the subconscious backlog, bursting into a whirling discardiac dance…

As I write this, the recycling truck stops, loading up cans and bottles.

Probably going to end up getting a new garlic press.

I really blew it today – picking up a load of cool junk at the thrift shop. I don’t regret it (since it wasn’t a load of clothes, and it included two super window fans), only regret that I could have used the time better by sorting through some of my existing junk.

On the up side, I’ve considered some focus areas:

Books – anything musty or falling apart has to go. If I really want to read it (again), I’ll do better with a nicer smelling copy – new, used, or from the library – whatever. If I’ll never read it, or I’ve read it and don’t think it’s great enough to want to leaf through again – bye bye, booky. If the book is in ok shape I’ll donate to New Haven Reads or the Neverending Bookstore.

Papers – useless paper clutter is a bad habit just waiting to be broken. I’m working at it a little every week.

Clothes – I’ve a hard time letting them go, but there are just way too many. The more I let go of, the happier I’m bound to feel. I keep way too many things that aren’t really “me”. I should keep a variety, but only things I really like and that suit me.

Shoes – This should be easier – I’ve already started. Ratty old shoes gotta go. Too small shoes gotta go.

10 more days of Discardia.

a vegetable peeler! Tried it, no luck, remembrance of unpeeled pasts, and in one smooth motion it was tossed into the trash. No thinking. Discarding. Mu, Om, Yippee!

Grimness.

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I think I’m having a discardiac arrest!!