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March 26, 2006

Cleaning Up

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My dear college roommate came to visit, and, in her mercy, helped me begin to deep clean and divest. In about seven hours, we purged the butler's pantry -- the tiniest space in the house. She suffers terribly from dust and mold allergies, so this was no mean sacrifice. I'm on a roll though.....maybe.

You never know what you have until you look. Turns out that there were two cases of wine, three open bottles of saki (?!?), NINE bottles of champagne (two Mumm's, countered by a Korbel) and six Asti Spumontis (which is certainly not a favorite). Since I can't remember purchasing a bottle of bubbly since the turn of the century, I am assuming they are all well aged, and that most were gifts.

When I get this project finished -- at least floor Number One (only 2000 square feet to go!) I shall have to throw a party. Maybe the kind of party in which every person who attends will take something of their choice home with them from a well-organized display in the garage. I do hope someone will chose that elephantine Steenbeck film editor. Dream on, my dear.

Simultaneously, the hard drive in my laptop topped out, so I have been inspired to clean virtual house too-- eliminating the many overexposed, discomposed and hideous photos I have taken in my day. In honor of this particular purge, I purchased a spanking new 300 GB external hard drive, so I can back up everything I don't squash in my recycle bin ( I adore that satisfyng crunch noise). I was going to start the back up this morning, but, and you will appreciate this, I can't get the damn box open, that is, without demolishing it with a carving knife, which, for some reason, I am reluctant to do. When the hour is decent, I shall call for mechanical assistance.

This is my new expressive endeavor -- the creation of space. I will need all the support I can get.

Photo note: Isn't this a great step stool? The steps flip up for easy storage, and extra seating, and down for reaching cobwebs in the egg and dart molding, and chandeliers. The patina of age is upon it. Ninteen thirties kitchen green, dusted with rust and white mist. Perfect for cleaning. At the price of one dollar, I simply could not pass it up. You can see how I contribute to my current dilemma.

Posted by Dakota at March 26, 2006 06:49 AM