Are you allowed to change the rules?

The duffel bags have been unpacked. I came back from yoga this morning (which was cancelled, sadly) and since I was already in fairly comfy clothes, it was reasonable that it would be easy to pull clothes on and off, deciding whether they should stay or go.

First, I did a count of my closet. Fifty-one items, give or take a shirt. I’m considering applying the 12-item-or-less checkout rule: if it’s the same item, it doesn’t count as more than one. (When I was a cashier, people like that drove me nuts. And actually still do.) The main thing that this would apply to would be my jeans and tank tops (I probably wear a tank top every day, either under an item of clothing or as a layer), but could extend to sweaters. But we’ll come back to that. Continue reading


Pick and choose

I have a sorta secret.

“Sorta” because a lot of people already know this about me, and if they don’t, they figure it out pretty quickly. Even though I just moved, it won’t be the last time I move, unfortunately. In the next two years or so, I plan on moving one more time. This time, at least, it won’t be intra-provincial, just intra-city. I want to move into a place where I can have a dog.
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