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Post by Arid on Dec 12, 2008 15:30:59 GMT -5
limegreen: I'm confused; why do you call this a "near miss accident?" It WAS an accident!!! There's no "near miss" about it. Do you think that just because you were fortunate enough not to break any bones that this one "doesn't count?"
Perhaps, that is what you meant by your remark of "What will it take?"
This was "the real deal", dear.
I'm very glad that you weren't seriously hurt.
Arid
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Post by limegreen on Dec 12, 2008 19:54:09 GMT -5
Note to non-brits, the lounge is the main shared room of the house, the one with the couch, the tv. Perhaps you call it the sitting room, or the family room.
Thanks for the hugs. I'm a bit stiff and sore but I'll mend.
Arid, you're right, I'm kidding myself if I don't take this seriously. For sure, it was more luck than good judgement that prevented it being any worse than it was.
I have now three boxes of stuff to sell on eBay, most of which I have photographed ready to list.
I was rummaging in the bedroom closets today, and started a minor avalanche of clutter. That pile is the next one to tackle. I need to be safe. I do not want to be falling over it in the dark when I stuble off to the bathroom in the middle of the night.
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Post by clearwaterush on Dec 12, 2008 20:46:37 GMT -5
I am so glad you are all right. I hate falling. Congratulations on your boxed clutter and your bags of trash!
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Post by dayeanu on Dec 13, 2008 9:07:58 GMT -5
Thanks for the explanation. We would call it the den or family room.
I'm so glad you're keeping up the motivation. In my house, that avalanche of clutter would lie there and more stuff would be piled on top of it. until it was no longer visible. DON'T let that happen. Go! Go! Go!
(I'm getting ready to work on decluttering this morning, too. Today I'm going to give myself the gift of less clutter. That's what I'm calling it instead of chores or "to-do." Maybe it will make it more pleasant if I think of it as a gift I'm giving myself. I love gifts!)
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Post by mallery on Dec 13, 2008 20:19:20 GMT -5
Wow, I'm so happy that you ladies didn't suffer serious injuries!
My turning point came early one morning, a couple of months ago. I was sleeping and I heard a pounding on my front door, and a male voice say "How are we going to get inside this place?". I jumped up and ran to the back door, and saw 3 police cars in my driveway. I ran outside yelling "Hello!!". One officer said "She's OK, here she is".
My neighbor had called the police because she thought she heard screams coming from my place. We live out in the country and a local woman had recently been abducted from her home, so the police weren't taking any chances.
I assured them I was fine and that I'd been sound asleep, and wearing earplugs, so I did not hear their cars or their initial knock. Now for the bad part.......
The officers insisted that one of them be allowed to do a walk-through to make sure that no bad guy/s were inside. They wanted to look in every room, closet, etc. Can you imagine how mortified I felt when I realized ~ I HAD TO LET ONE OF THEM IN!!! They were not going to leave until I let one of them in to look around. I apologized for the mess, and opened the door. We had to step over the dog poop on the wee wee pad inside the door, and go room by room....... I think those were the most embarrassing moments of my entire life.
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Post by phoebepj on Dec 13, 2008 20:56:39 GMT -5
dayeanu.. thats a great idea!!! the "gift" of declutter.. i like it!!
Today was a breakthru for me, I decluttered and cleaned my place in April of 07, i managed the rest of the garbage bags out the door by October 07.. my folks came and deep cleaned my apartment Nov 07. I kept the apartment clean (somewhat - still struggling with laundry and trash and cat litter and piles on top of counter/surface space-- but no where near as bad as it used to be) for one year and my folks rewarded me in october 08 with a brand new set of furniture. I am continuing an effort to keep the trash down and the laundry harnessed. Today i had my best friend come over for a quick lunch. She was busy unpacking a food box from angelfood and needed freezer ziplocks.. but didnt have money, so i invited her over to get the ones i had, and it turned into an impromptu lunch.
now, my living room at the time was a messy room, but i was able in the span of 15 minutes to get it clean enough that while there was clutter on the surfaces, it didnt look bad. My friend isnt exactly the cleanest person.. her home is FAR from a museum.. but it is "lived in" Therefore i didnt feel bad about her seeing my dirty dishes, or piles on the counters as thats how her house looks too. anyhow, it was a huge step for me to have her over for lunch.. she's the first friend i've let in (in a VERY long Time) besides repair guys and family.
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Post by hopehope on Dec 14, 2008 1:24:35 GMT -5
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Post by limegreen on Dec 14, 2008 13:08:41 GMT -5
Thanks Hopey, I managed to cut myself on a box cutter today and broke a spatula and a cup, honestly, I do not think I should be allowed out of bed when I'm this clumsy.
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Post by puppybox on Dec 15, 2008 13:36:12 GMT -5
as a dual citizen Canadian/Brit, I would say that lounge probably translates to living room in North America. We have bigger houses in N. america and sometimes have both a living room and a den/family room. Sometimes there is a tv in both, but other people like to keep the living room "nice" (a little more formal). There is usually a couch/sofa in both. I haven't been to very many homes in England, but I never saw this set up in the ones I have been to.
Mallery that sounds excruciating! Whats your situation now?
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Post by hopehope on Dec 20, 2008 0:30:59 GMT -5
How dare you call yourself names! You are my friend.
I've been out of the loop a little while.
take another hug from me, please. respect yourself, for my sake. because I do....
your friend, hope
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Post by limegreen on Dec 20, 2008 21:22:30 GMT -5
Hugs right back at ya, but I broke two glasses since that post, I'm not safe to be let out !
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Post by creativechaos on Dec 21, 2008 1:07:49 GMT -5
limegreen, script, et all, thanks for sharing these stories. lately i have wondered what i'd do if i had a bad fall or one of my deadly back spasms, while dodging piles and piles with only a few narrow goat trails. it's not just getting the extra stuff out and resisting further acquisition; it's keeping the maintenance up and my thinking in check. i all seems like so much, too much. but then reading these stories, the alternative is possible eviction, serious injury, and further depression and shame. i am coming to terms with the fact that because i live alone and can "hide" my squalorous life from the outside world, there is no motivation to get better. i have to want to do this for me and for my quality of life, and so far my need for mountains of things and all that "potential" is still winning out over my desire to change how i live and let life in. sad but true. i think i need help; not sure i can do this alone.
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Post by creativechaos on Dec 21, 2008 3:13:06 GMT -5
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