Much Ado

What is love? ’tis not hereafter;

Present mirth hath present laughter;

What’s to come is still unsure:

In delay there lies no plenty;

Then come kiss me, sweet and twenty.

Youth’s a stuff will not endure.

William Shakespeare (Twelfth Night)

I’m cleaning up my “Library”, which is also the spare bedroom, because there’s just way too much random stuff in there that I should be embarrassed for guests to have to endure.  Even the closet is stuffed full of so much junk you wouldn’t want to hang anything up in there and risk having it go missing in the maze.

The way I clean and organize is perhaps not the most efficient or speedy method on earth.  Hardly even got started when I came upon a book with the above quote in it.  It’s one of my favourites.  So I put it on my blog.  And I turned off the light in there because I probably won’t go back and do any more tonight.  You have to be in the mood for this nonsense.  And as fast as the mood hit me, it also deserted me.  What can you do.

There’s already quite a pile of stuff on the bed that needs to come out of that room, which means it has to go somewhere else, in this case downstairs;  perhaps a lot of it should make it’s way out the back door to the garbage bin instead.  That would make for a much shorter trip.  And less arranging at the other end.  It’s well past time to purge the toy room again too and this influx of more things will just increase the complications.

However, this week there’s no garbage pick up.  So that’s a perfectly good enough reason for me to put the whole thing off.  Perhaps indefinitely, since there’s only two days left in December and nobody should be expected to do anything strenuous in the gawdawful month of January.  I do want to rearrange the books, but if I find awesome quotes in all of them, I’ll be at it for a very long time.

Two more days of work and then I can put the Christmas things away for another year.  After the 26th I make myself tolerate them for a few more days, but normally they’ve disappeard well before New Year’s Eve.