paint it black

I had to hang out all day waiting for a truck to come and pick up some of the stuff I'm getting rid of, so I messed around with my camera and came up with this. I like it.

I had them take away all my living room furniture. I never liked looking at it, and it was not even comfortable enough to sit on with my eyes closed. It's always been such a non-room.

Now I'm going to move my comforable family room furniture in there (including the browncouch, and turn the family room into a creative room, because it has really nice natural light.

This was the first step in de-volumizing and simplifying my life. My goal is to give away three-quarters of my stuff by the time the summer is over. I'm guessing it is going become more difficult the further along I get.

June 26--Pua'a

I thought it was kind of strange when my friend suggested I keep a stuffed bear with me when I sorted through my stuff. But I went along with it. When I showed the bear to her, she asked what its name was, and I told her it didn't have one. "Hmmmm...", she said.

Today when I was going through things, the bear was there, sitting on a box, watching me. I was talking to it--telling it about the things I selecting to put in boxes. All of a sudden the bear's name came to me. His name is Pig. And as soon as he had his name, the reason for his presence made sense.