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Day100: Jesus is the reason.

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Although I’m ecstatic about my new 10ft iphone cord (a 3ft cord makes no sense), the Jesus story outdid anything I could’ve taken a picture of.

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Best line from the article:

Somebody called the cops on Jesus.

And during Lent, nonetheless. The nerve.

Great way to end my 100 happy days. 🙂

Day99: foods.

20140414-212247.jpgCheese, basil and humus will completely undo/halt my day. But I love it.

(I would be enjoying this with a glass of wine, but in the state of NC, you can’t buy alcohol before noon, which means I have to grocery shop twice if I go on Sundays mornings. (>_<)

Day98: sisters.

Sorority picnic.

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Day97: the snoring cat.

I don’t know how my sister sleeps at night. His snoring is out of control, but quite funny, as long as you don’t have to spend the night. (There’s sound but I can’t get it to upload from my iPhone so I’ll fix it later.)

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day96: letter to my daughter.

My book finally came in, at the library.

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Dedicated to the daughter she never had but sees all around her, LETTER TO MY DAUGHTER reveals Maya Angelou’s path to living well and living a life with meaning. Told in her own inimitable style, this book transcends genres and categories: it’s part guidebook, part memoir, part poetry – and pure delight.Like the rest of her remarkable work, LETTER TO MY DAUGHTER entertains and teaches. It is a book to cherish, savour, reread and share.

day95: sky.

Staring at the sky.

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day94: Bloom.

The flowers are starting to bloom. The photo is fuzzy, but I almost fell into the bush trying to take the first one so it’ll have to do. 🙂

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Project Declutter: The Memory Box

I’m on a mission to get rid of stuff. Clothes, electronics, dvds, memories (the bad ones).  I used to think that accumulating things was a sign of adulthood. In some ways it can be, if you’re collecting the right things. I’d like to move into a smaller space, which I can’t do, if I have wall-to-wall junk everywhere.  I tackled the dvds first: I bought several multi-dvd cases and was able to toss out two dozen single cases. I also got rid of several VHS tapes that I love, but I never watch, and exercise tapes that I dislike and never use. Then, I moved on to something harder: sentimentality.

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I have a memory box (tub?) with contains cards, journals, deflated balloons, crushed roses, love notes, graduation tassels, etc.  I feel my box proves my existence, in some odd way. I was here.  However, it’s gotten a bit unwieldy the last few years and it’s time to prune. The box is not well-organized and some items have found new homes outside of the box (a big no-no).

I Googled a good way to get started (because Googling solves 90% of life’s problems) and found a blog post that excited me. The author at Seeding Simplicity had a simple yet brilliant method for organizing items and I’m a sucker for Ziploc bags.

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Image from Seeding Simplicity.

I needed to figure out how to handle the journals. They’re taking up a lot of space in the box, but I can’t get rid of them. I’m sure if I were married, I would’ve kept only a few. That seems easier to do when you know you’ll be creating new memories and experiences with someone else, however mundane they may be. So for now, the single journals get a pass.

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This project is going to take awhile, but I’m determined to condense.  Even the stuff I’ve packaged tonight will have to be down-sized again, but this was a good start.

day 92: taxes.

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I almost expected to see Phil 4:3 at the bottom of this message.

I filed taxes before the 15th; I don’t think it’s inspirational, but I’m pretty hyped.