1/9/2010 - Spaces left empty and Space-bags

So I decided to save on the monthly fee and get all of my stuff out of storage. Thank goodness my sister, brother and cousin were available to help me move my stuff. Crates of comic books, my portable gas grill, books and some stuff that really should have been thrown away (a joystick for the PC, a book on mail-order shopping, etc.). This reorganization is going to take a while but I needed to clean my house up anyway. Finding places to put all of this stuff forces me to go ahead and do it.

I actually went the infomercial route (on the website) and bought space-bags (hyphen added by me). They do the job except for the fact that an extra large bag becomes an extra heavy clothes-brick when it is full. Lifting that bag onto the closet shelf was an upper body workout for sure.

I also have to find out a place to donate all of my old sneakers (thanks again storage) that I forgot I owned. Hopefully a drop-off will be located soon.

I am very happy to say that I even went to the gym this week (more than once) and plan on doing so more regularly than before. I have been paying for this gym membership every month and it really is irresponsible to let that money go to waste. I will set aside the time and take care of myself like I am supposed to. Thank goodness I did not go to seed and can still wear all of my clothes. I don't wanna go soft when I have no excuse.

This new year I have decided to not waste time doing the same old things. I will be direct with myself, with my friends and stop letting people take advantage of my time and effort (and limited funds). Everything must have limits.

On the nightlife side I have tried to check out new venues (Rock Bar, The F Word party at Club Rebel) and have had fun with my friends new and old.

Last night (3am) I even got to break up a fight (same fight 3 times until one of the participants was dragged away by security). I didn't spill my beer and no one left any blood on the dancefloor (thankfully), no matter how dramatic it appeared to the onlookers. Afterwards I stayed awake (barely) on the way home and remembered to brush my teeth before I went to bed. The teeth brushing when you are drop dead tired is something I promised I would do so my mouth would not taste like beer in the morning.

I still have a lot to do. I let everything just pile on until the end of last year felt like I was getting crushed. The happy face that everyone saw every weekend was a cruel facade over my pain but the emotional lumps have receded (a little) and I am no longer as spiritually wounded as I was in the months past.

People say you start out the year as you want it to continue. If I let myself stand still then I will be still with nothing to look forward to but empty gestures. If nothing happens I have no one to blame but myself. I have rested on my complacency laurels for long enough. Now I can get up off the floor and come out kicking (and swinging if necessary). My life needed a swift kick and now I'm going to prove that no life injury is too big to recover from.

I will not forget what got me to this point. The love of one and the love of the many helped me be who I am. And I will love again.

Special shout out to my bar/club friends at
Gym
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