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Date: 24 March 2008 18:29:14
i'm all about being efficient.
i'm utilizing my time effectively today in preparation of a dinner party at the end of the week. you know, washing dishes, vacuuming, dusting, seating arrangements, etc.
so i've *also* been going through the dreaded mail... piles of stuff i haven't had the emotional energy to shred. ("having people over" is a good incentive)
it's 'trash day' tomorrow. one of the things i wanted to do was bring up a huge box of shredded papers from the basement. it's unsightly, and gosh darn it, it's time to get it out of my life.
so... i got a dolly (thingy w/ wheels to carry larger thingys w/o wheels) and tried to get the box up the curvy stairs. problem. box too big, too heavy, and insufficiently strong...
the box wasn't holding up well. humph.
in the spirit of efficiency, i started hefting the box with pure human strength up each stair. by the time i got to stair #5, the bottom of the box was ripped... i started feeling catalogs and shredded paper at my feet. yikes!
in my feeble attempt at decorum, i firmly believed i could *will* the box up the stairs.
squeeze! push! heft! ho! push! push! push!
unfortunately, with all my might and will... everything (i mean everything) slipped quietly out of the bottom of the box, down the stairs, and around the corner to the basement floor.
everything.
i was silent for a few moments, taking it all in.
then i started shoving all the papers to the basement floor (to facilitate clean up), went outside to get a large trashcan, and started loading up the large container with all of the papers and catalogs and magazines... in this type of domestic situation, it's important to choose to laugh (the alternative is to cry, and that just won't do). ha ha.
the point to this story? next time: start at the end - bring on the trash can...
:)