dust and clean and furniture

I emptied out a set of shelves in the bedroom preparatory to moving it to the living room.

... I'm waiting on there being another human in the house before I attempt that part. Pretty sure I can lift it, not so sure I won't end up squashed like a bug when it overbalances. Second human can then phone for help.

The lower two shelves are 90s magazines.

The first decade or so of my Fortean Times collection is down there, and in embarrassingly better nick than the more recent ones I accidentally folded a bunch because the stack toppled.

There's also a whole ton of New Scientist. Is there a reason to keep 90s New Scientist? I mean, they're pretty cool, but I don't know how accurate they'll be. Plus the rule where if I've done without them for fifteen years I probably don't need to keep them. But they're in such good condition and kinda pretty. Maybe someone else would want them?

The third sort of magazine down there is 90s cult TV. Which pretty much means X Files. So much X Files. I have GQ, I have TV magazines where they're on the cover, I have... I don't even know, probably all the things, I was aiming for all the things. So now I have so very many things. And I'm sure somebody somewhere would want them, in the nice condition that happens when you shelve things neatly and leave them that way since last century, but I have no idea how to get them to someone who would want them.

... anyone who can get to Norwich and wants a whole stack of magazines?

... not very likely.




I'm all covered in 90s dust now. ( Read more... )

Okay, onwards to a less dusty bit of the Cleaner Day.

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Cleaner Day happened correctly, except I haven't done the vacuum cleaner yet because I'm still moving dusty things around.

I went with Mum to Argos, and bought her a sander and some papers, so she can refinish her table ready to make it my table. I quite like her table and you can't beat free.

I also ordered some actual proper furniture that costs proper moneys and will probably stay in one piece for plural years. I feel like a grown up. It's only a chest of drawers, but it's the chest of drawers I've had on my To Buy list for ages, so.

Also I correctly applied a discount code by speaking to a human. That's like level up of spoken communication.



I also bought some archive boxes, so hopefully I can put things in boxes and stack the boxes up, and that will work taller than just stacking the papers or folders would.

Have to finish moving these boxes around before I have anywhere to sit except the computer. And it's nearly 5pm already. Much things, many do.