I have been feeling blah all weekend. I am not accomplishing most things on my to-do list, including calling my Grandmother. (I’m sorry, Mom!) I’m hopeful that a new week will kick everything back into gear–I guess it’s the winter doldrums? Cabin fever? Third trimester awkward/uncomfortableness kicking in? Not sure. Everything I put my hand to is difficult and messy and frustrating, and not resulting in anything…
So I had a bit of a fit (spurred by my husband’s own cleaning fit around 9 o’clock tonight) and cleaned out a set of drawers and a bin in my scrapbook room. To add to my list…
YAWYK count: 158/2011
82-91) 10 mini-albums I’ll never make
92-107) 16 embellishments (I mostly counted 1 as a small group of embellies–like 1 counted for about 15 playing cards I’d prepped backgrounds on but had done nothing further…)
108-114) 7 random metal containers I had saved, thinking I would alter them someday into a mini-album… Like gift card holders I’d received, or altoid tins, etc.
115-118) 4 alterables I’ll never get around to altering (letters, journals, etc.)
119-158) 40 pieces of memorabilia–from memories I’ve already scrapped, or just trash that I was calling ephemera, but would really never do anything with!
SO EMBARASSING. How long has this junk been here? How long have I kept it, and wasted time and energy on managing it? Planning on selling or donating what I can, tossed/recycled what was unusable to anyone else.