duck-shaped pain

Getting rid of things has been the other thing preoccupying me lately. I need to get rid of things in order to assure a smoother move, but I feel as if I should take things beyond that and go sort of minimalist (at least, as minimalist as I can get). I have a lot of stuff: the many things I've acquired since I moved back here, bunches and bunches of stuff still in boxes from when I moved back from Oregon, and, even, things that I packed up (and since forgotten about) when I moved to Denver a long time ago.

I watched part of the Clean Sweep marathon this afternoon, to try and get inspiration. I need to get someone to come over here and yell at my things, so that they get in line, like frightened mice. Someone to tell me that no, I don't need six teapots, even though they're all neat, even as I argue back that I do, indeed, need two blenders, as they both have distinct and important uses. [1] And, the three French presses? One is for using every day, the other (the tiny one) is for work, travel, and the third (the pretty one) is for looking at while I use the first one in the morning. This is how I have gotten into my predicament and now face my certain fate.

The 400 CDs aren't going away, though. Nope. No-one could manage to talk me out of them. I've had to sell CDs to move a couple of times before, and it has always sucked.

[1] The blender blender blends drinks, vast quantities of cucumber, other cold things. The immersion blender makes it less of a hassle to puree large amounts of hot things, plus it can set straight a jar of hazelnut butter that has separated like nothing else can. If I got rid of one, I'd just end up buying another in a few months anyway.

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