Well, since I was up & useless, I decided to push myself (almost needed a cattle prod!) & get something done. There were some hidden pockets of junk floating around. There were 3 handbags I had that I never ever carry. There was an accumulation of well organized papers BUT none of it was anything I'd ever need for any good reason-so out into the recycling it went. There were expired medications (those go to a disposal thingy at the pharmacy) & odds & ends of fabrics from my sewing days. All that is going to the fabric recycling place today. Found some silly things like worn out socks & worn our gloves etc. that it behoves me to explain why I even owned. Needless to say, they're getting recycled.
THere are shoes that I can't wear because they hurt my feet. Someone else can give them a go. AAAHHHHH... feels so good to be rid of this stuff & whenever I do this, I wonder what role all this crap & dross plays in feeling drained or bogged down. I think it exists (metaphorically) in our brains because somewhere in our head, the brain knows it is there. Like a virus in your computer, I think it slows down our processing. Before I give in to bone idleness & the compulsion to just lie down right here & sleep, I'm going to dive back in & get rid of more stuff.
THe strange thing is, I could've sworn that all junk had been eradicated. Had I convinced myself that this stuff wasn't truly junk & that I might use it at some future date? Must be the case because it was all folded & placed neatly. This proves that even junk can trick an innocent Aspie by masquerading as something tidy. Don't be fooled!
For some reason, I feel relieved knowing that this stuff, that wasn't harming anyone & that was neatly stored is GONE!
THere are shoes that I can't wear because they hurt my feet. Someone else can give them a go. AAAHHHHH... feels so good to be rid of this stuff & whenever I do this, I wonder what role all this crap & dross plays in feeling drained or bogged down. I think it exists (metaphorically) in our brains because somewhere in our head, the brain knows it is there. Like a virus in your computer, I think it slows down our processing. Before I give in to bone idleness & the compulsion to just lie down right here & sleep, I'm going to dive back in & get rid of more stuff.
THe strange thing is, I could've sworn that all junk had been eradicated. Had I convinced myself that this stuff wasn't truly junk & that I might use it at some future date? Must be the case because it was all folded & placed neatly. This proves that even junk can trick an innocent Aspie by masquerading as something tidy. Don't be fooled!
For some reason, I feel relieved knowing that this stuff, that wasn't harming anyone & that was neatly stored is GONE!
