Can We Talk 2

A Little Sorting

         What a liberating thing! I threw away a whole folder of resumes today. With computer software it's easy enough to recreate one if necessary. If I can't remember everything, I shouldn't be working. I can't imagine needing one for anything else. I am not ever job hunting again if I can help it. I'll wait out my time in this lowly position with low wages.

         Today I sorted through some things I had stored on a shelf. it was a small space, so I didn't realize how much I had jammed in there. Surprise, not only a folder of resumes from years ago, not the last batch I used, but the remainder of two novels I started before I moved here that I thought were gone forever. Of course, it's not all there, but enough to get me started again.

         One item was a notebook from 30 years ago. I read the poems. It was in amazingly good shape. I had to read a few to figure out where I was working at the time. They weren't very good, but I might post a few for laughs in my poetry folder. It amazed me that I've been scribbling that long, but with so little to show for it.

         Anyway, I threw away two bags of trash (including a pair of shoes). It was a small space, so the room doesn't look any different, but it felt freeing to rid of some clutter. Old Internet jokes and recipes I'll never use are out on the curb now. I even picked out a diet book and the Praxis teaching license study guide to donate to Purple Heart sales.

         Feels good.