I Could Tell You, but Then I'd Have to Kill You

Today I was on a secret mission with my photographer friend Adrian. That's all I can say. Sorry! I can reveal that I disposed of (make that donated) five garbage bags of clothes and bedding today. More to come no doubt.

Yesterday my mother and I spent a good part of the day sorting and packing. She's a combination of a bull in a china shop, whirling dervish and a Chinese fire-drill when she wants something done fast. She's of the opinion that we should strip the house down and "camp" in it until it's sold. Seems kind of extreme to me...

Even if through some sequence of events I end up staying here it will be in a house that isn't filled to the rafters with junk. I have so much stuff that was shoved into cupboards and drawers seven years ago and never touched again. There's a bit of zen goin' on here.

Listening to: Whatever Lola Wants (Gotan Project Remix) by Sarah Vaughan from Verve Remixed 2.