Today was a normal day, like any other day. For breakfast I made some quinoa and was getting ready to add some hot sauce to my bowl when I saw that the cap was plugged. Uh, oh. I pointed it away from my face as I ran it under the tap and when I squeezed bottle a bit too hard, it splattered all over my kitchen wall.
I know that two months ago, the spicy Jackson Pollock design would stay there for a few days or longer, simply because it didn't bother me. Today, it did and I cleaned it up right away. [I've taken another look tonight, not a spot remains.] But the real surprise came a few hours later.
Today, I'm willing to share my progress with some pictures. Here is one taken at 9:49AM. The other is 90 minutes later. More paper to the recycle bin, more books to the used book store, more garbage out.
My houseguest is still here and we have a ballet of movement when we are both in the same space, but it is keeping me on track with not letting the accumulation of stuff get out of hand.
My friend has arrived and my place is getting cleaner.
As planned, I took two truckloads of recyclable materials to the Vancouver Transfer Station on Friday. Since most of it was already in an outside storage area, it was a way to make more space for my own stuff to be removed from of my living space.