Tuesday, July 8, 2008

Burn, Baby Burn!

I'm kind of hot right now. Noooo, not because of any sexual nonsense. (because it's been five years and I forgot all about that shit. Mostly.) I'm all hot and bothered because I just purged myself of some clutter and it literally caused me to break a sweat. How steamy is that! Living on the EDGE, people!!

See, I have a little problem called "magazine addiction." I have subscribed to nearly every magazine on the planet and the proof has been in my living room up to this very moment. I had acquired so many magazines that I could never read them all and as a result, they piled up in "To Read" towers only to languish for months with nary a peak. For some crazy reason I decided, n my commute home today, that the towering stacks of magazines had to go. Enough is Enough!

Actually, this epiphany coincided nicely with trash-night! I was able to quickly dispose of my obsession with the knowledge that in the morning the slate would be wiped clean. Ahhh...

Hurriedly I scrambled, as if in fear of a change of heart, to dispose of the unwanted debris. Finally, all save the cooking magazines (because I'm a good Southern Lady and need to jot down a few recipes) had found a new home in my dumpster.

Regrettably, I only broke out the camera half-way through the purge. So, here is a brief glimpse into the clutter that defines my world. Enjoy.


Bwahh ha ha ha....

3 comments:

Matter Of Fact Mommy said...

hallmark magazine?! oh no you didn't! LOL.

btw, my husband has piles upon piles of playboy magazines in various places in the house. he thinks they will be worth something someday...

Madame Queen said...

Whoa! You're even worse than I am!

Stacie said...

oh, that's a lot of magazines...bet it feels good to get rid of them....maybe? lol