The Junk Drawer Dilemma

I love drinking tea.  It’s always been my “happy place” even when things around me are crazy.  Even when I teach a hot yoga class I will sip hot tea.  

I have this nice green mug with a mesh basket for loose-leaf tea and a lid to steep the leaves.  Things can get a little hectic after I teach class chatting with students so last week I just threw the basket (with the steeped leaves) back into my mug and put the lid on it.  And forgot about it.  Until yesterday.

Yesterday I thought, “ah, what a good day for a nice cup of tea!” So I pulled my teacup off the shelf, took the lid off and…

Discovered a whole new ecosystem.

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Worst Case Scenario

I’m homeless.

Not in the sense that I don’t have a physical building with a bed in it to retire to at the end of the day, because I do.  I’m homeless in the sense that “at home” can be defined as “relaxed and comfortable; at ease.”  My lease in my current apartment is up and I’m searching for a place to call home for September 1st.

For those of you that are doing the same, I offer you my condolences.

Apartment hunting is like on-line dating. Continue reading

Cleaning House

I’m the opposite of a packrat.

I love the feeling of gettingridofstuff.  I tear through closets and drawers like a cyclone of fabric.  I throw books off shelves like they contain the plague.  I shred bills and paperwork like a rabid hamster.  I constantly reduce clutter and excess.  I give it away, I sell it, I throw it out.  Get outta my space!

But I’m only human. Continue reading