Entry for 22nd June, 2008

I have completed the second of my 100 Small But Tangeible Improvements to my life. I gutted the garage at the weekend. This was becoming pressing because next week most of the old-fashioned furniture that I will be using for my theatre company's next production will be arriving, and I need somewhere to store it.
My garage has not historically been used for anything so mundane as a car. One might loosely say that it is used for storeage. But the word "storeage" implies some sort of order. So, it would be more accurate to say that "historically my garage has been used to pile a huge assortment of boxes containing God knows what".
It took me about three hours to sort things into some sort of order tonight. I have, in the process, filled my spare room with various items that need to be sorted out. i say "spare room". Of course I actually mean "room in which I store a huge assortment of boxes containing God knows what".
the next part of this process will be to move the boxes into the loft, so that they are out of sight, and out of mind. I will be happy then. Until I move house. when I will curse myself for storing all this stuff that I will never use.
Of course, if I stay in the house until I die, everything will be OK and my familty can have the joy of taking my beloved ephemera to the charity shop.