It’s the end of Christmas and the coming of the New Year. Time to dump the tree and take out the trash.
Time to do that mentally as well. So I sat down at my computer today and began to go through photos of the past year that I don’t need to keep. Oh a few I’m moving into a “memory” file like a couple of photos of Larry’s family and good old Buddy his dog. It’s wrong to covet someone’s dog isn’t it? Damn I miss that dog! I used to consider… not very seriously… stealing him. Ha. Oh well, a dog takes more attention than I have to give now anyway.
There are other things to dump in my mental dumpster. These next two photos are pictures I took tonight of my old house all lit up. The people who bought it have done a wonderful job improving it. So at least it is well cared for and loved. It would bother me much more if someone lived there and abused it. This is the house that my sister-in-law cheated us out of… girrrr… but that can go in the mental dumpster now as well. I no longer belong to that family of lunatics, bank robbers, cheats and back-stabbers.
My boring old life goes in that dumpster. Yay! Okay… so I can’t afford a lot. Nothing is new there. My car is still out of working order. But I am having fun for a change. It’s a nice thing. A good thing. Not that I don’t still have bored moments. I do. Vacation has been good for that. DH is still tied up. He filled in a great deal of time. But my favorite frog has filled in a lot of that dead space. My family, the rest. Squeaky built a twig and berry unit in the snow in our parking lot! I am sure that my neighbors are thankful that we live here. I let him leave it. No one complained or removed it… the new snow has pretty much made it look inoffensive. Lorn fell in the snow and cracked the back of his lap… then asked me to kiss it. Ah… NO. But I got a great laugh out of it.
Unsuitable frogs have been pluted. I’ve got that narrowed down. Today I removed three. For the time being, I have no dates for a few weeks. For those who do not know, today’s date was not what I am looking for at all. Nice man. Nice meal. Nicer when it was over.
The last thing I did was go through my clothes. I dumped so much stuff that no longer fits. That felt very good. It also made a lot of room in my room. Not that I ever have much at a time. But I tend to hold on to things way past their due date. I think… oh I can keep that to paint in. I had things that were my mom’s. It’s been 11 years since she died. It was time to let them go too. That part was hard. They still smell like her.
There is one last emotional thing. X. The divorce gave it an end that drew some lines. It was time for that too. I mean, I was dating and all with his blessing, but X has greatly reduced the time he spends here and has stopped expecting as much from my time. Over the past year we have moved from verbal assault into a good peace. I hate conflict. The reduction in stress is huge. I’m sure it is for him as well. I like him happier.
What things are you tossing in the 2009 dumpster, if you don’t mind sharing?