clean up my parents' house, particularly things related to me

+ 1 huge box of records on its way to goodwill
+ ALL my clothes consolidated into suitcases
+ basement belongings consolidated into one milk-crate and a cooler
+ trunk gone through and no longer necessary
+ nearly blameless for clutter in my parents’ house!

definitely next time i’m home, in june, i’ll be asymptotically approaching zero-negative impact on that house’s status, when i move out to portland with alana in our soon to be purchased + converted straight veggie oil volkswagen tdi golf

my room is almost completely in order

needs work, though.

then the basement, with all my stuff in it from my apartment in brooklyn, :1

since i’m bringing up more and more of my stuff, trying to move to brooklyn.

i’m looking at a swell place in greenpoint tonight.

by the time i’m all moved up here, this goal will pretty much be complete (although not entirely, but that will come along with time)

:1

when i move out this time, i’ll be mostly cleaned up in the house – although junk in the garage and the basement will still bear my name, but not solely, pretty much all of that stuff is a joint responsibility with dave, if not with the rest of the fam also, heh

delivered 10 bags to goodwill

5 bags of clothing
5 bags of toys/misc.

Totally Getting Closer.

i’ve filled a trashbag full of clothes, 3 plastic grocery bags filled with old toys, and organized my bookshelf a bit

there’s still a lot to go, the picture above is a “before” shot (actually a ‘middle of cleaning’ shot) of the room i’ve shared with my little brother dave for all of my life sans Boston, Brasil & Santa Fe

d doesn’t really feel the whole need to clear out the old to make room for a new identity, a new sanity – but he’ll go through the stuff i’m about to give away to goodwill to make sure no memories are leaving

i’ve emptied nearly an entire plastic bin of old clothes… likely to only fill it up with others not quite as unwearable, but close, so they’re kept for another year in storage – T-shirts purchased as fundraisers for sports teams from high school, pants & shorts i’ll never wear, but perhaps only given to me in the last few years by basically unknown aunts & uncles & parents who wish me to fill their absurd concept of a dashing young man

it feels good to transition well, :1

and my parents’ house is so cluttered and filled with random, unorganized shit that it bothers me.

and it bothers me more that some of it is mine – old tapes and cds in boxes and drawers in my room; elements from old appartments piled up and strewn about my room; old bmx bikes and sports equipment in the garage; tons of random stuff from movie-making in the basement (i’m mostly not to blame for this); random old kiddie clothes and just clothes that plain suck that i’ll never wear with any gusto or be happy wearing for any reason, really

i feel like i need to accomplish this before i can really move on and start out like an adult – so i will

:1, i will