That's what we were asking ourselves the last 2 days. I tackled the bedroom closet yesterday -- result, THREE garbage bags of clothes are making their way to Big Brothers (who calls us every 1.75 days it seems...).

Today I dragged Neil to Ikea. We were trying to decide if we should leave and/ or sell our dresser and mirror. So we checked out cheap alternatives. I hate the dresser and Neil knows it. First of all, it is a monstrosity that holds next to nothing. Second, the mirror screams old country Polish Grandma. We had bought 2 small Ikea 3- drawer dressers late last year and they hold so much more than the aforementioned eyesore. They are also plain and simple with no weird curvy adornments. Neil also debated selling his desk which is too small for him to work easily at and it too is well... old for lack of a better word... if it were destined for his office it would be fine, but if it ends up in our dining room again I'd rather it be replaced by something easier on the eyes (I had to peel dinosaur stickers off it and he also had turtle magnets stuck to the drawers for a while -- this should tell you he has had it forever).

He gets my hopes up for new furniture and then convinces me that we will take it because that is the easiest thing to do. I think the dresser can be salvaged... if I change the hardware on the drawers.... hmmm... the mirror must die eventually... I could take the mirror to a glass cutter and then have it tastefully framed.... hmmmm.... but we must move first -- I'm getting ahead of myself.

Tonight I tackled my immense music collection. I decided I could part with the jewel cases on my CD's and put the discs into a binder thing. Well I completed that task, flipped through the book and decided that it sucked. I need my CD's in their original form. So I put them back into their cases and packed them. I haven't bought any CD's for a while (last one Forty Licks by the Rolling Stones) -- but they tell a story. I love looking back and remembering why I purchased a CD. Sometimes it was a guilty pleasure, sometimes it was a true gem -- I love them all -- they are my babies. Neil watched the whole spectacle shaking his head at me. I also have about 50 "mixes" I've created. I can't part with them either... I have all the tracks in MP3 format and I still want the physical copy.... for example, who knows when I will want to listen to Look Who's Turning 30 (a mix I made for Jill), or Feb 15th, 2000 -- my Fiona Apple Fixation Mix, or Too Much Positivity at UBC Volume 1 or 2 compliled by Morphy for my listening pleasure, or the gem, Chef Boy R Neil: Songs from a Spaghetti Incident. Too many what ifs... I hate moving!

Well, I must get to bed. I have a 5 day gig starting tomorrow and its insanely late.