Last summer I got rid of 60% of my possessions, I re-painted my room, I chopped up my bed (to make a much shorter bed), and I put two of my desks together into one. The desk turned out marvelously well - it had a honey-colored wood top, with pale sage support slats and drawers to match my newly-painted walls. It feels... beachy? The ornamental shells and polished rocks don't hurt.
This summer, I have no such lofty goals. Once I'm all moved back in, I'll have to direct my energies elsewhere. Perhaps to exercise? No - that's too intimidating, I've forgotten how. Perhaps I could turn to expanding my literary vocabulary? No - I'll just revert to historical romance novels. It's inevitable. Or maybe I should sharpen my wits... fine tune the knowledge I assimilated this past year by reviewing old organic chemistry notes - HECK no.
At any rate, I've only got a month to do it - and then I'm off to Julian, CA for some outdoor adventure.
Today - I helped my brother move an enormous 47" projection TV. What else are big sisters for?
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