In Like a Lion...

March is here! The month of wind, not to mention rain, has arrived. I entered this month of promises (in like a lion, out like a lamb) with a roar. I decided to take the plunge and move the furniture in my office and bedroom, and then start purging the boxes and bins of definitely unneeded items. Now it's my body that's roaring.

Part of that roar is caused by sleeping on a loveseat in the living room, while my bed was loaded with papers, files, record albums (yeah, vinyl), and boxes. Believe me, when it comes to sleeping on a space that's not quite a foot too short is more than one night is too much--even for this not-tall person. But my bed is cleared and I enjoyed the stretching out as I drifted off to sleep last night.

So why the sudden need to rearrange my personal space(s)? Desperation, mostly. I picked up my packrat tendencies from my mother, the hoarder, and am surrounded by things I probably don't need. It's the sorting that may be my undoing, but I've begun tackling it today. Papers first. The Government-issue, 5-drawer steel file cabinet still has to be moved, along with the 5-shelf bookcase that holds treasures, but until the aches in my body ease, I won't be tackling that for a couple of days.

Oh, and did I mention that my 9-year-old desk finally bit the dust? All that's left are pieces, including a broken-in-half side that I'd reinforced once. Or was it twice? There's the still-very-good hutch that I've decided not to use. (Craigslist, maybe?) It was beginning to make me claustrophobic, no matter how much I like having things within reach. And because the desktop is still reasonably good, I've built a "new" desk, using it and two stacked 15"X15" wood cubes on each, one with 3-drawers for pencils and "stuff" to hold the desktop. Just recycling what I have, so there's been no expense. And except for the desk now being much taller than it was, it's working well. Moral of the story: A compressed wood desk can only take so many moves and nailing-togethers before it crumbles into a pile. Next time, I'll spend the extra $$ and buy real wood! But now I don't need one, so I've saved $$.

I'm hoping that by the end of March, everything will have a place that's out of the way (mainly the trash bin), and that there'll be more lambiness in my life. Time will tell. :)