Drowning.

I am currently drowning in a sea of possessions.
I have always been a packrat. I don't know if that is a chemical thing or something I picked up or if it has something to do with growing up poor and getting new stuff was few and far between. However any way you slice it I have a big problem throwing away shit and always think, this MAY be useful someday/somehow.


I have made my own bed and I have to sleep in it I know.
I basically already had a full apartment of junk.

Before I left Canada I had a pretty serious girlfriend and we decided to live together.
So I figured it was time to start getting serious about growing up and started amassing the makings of a home. Sofas and tables and appliances and other things people buy when they move in with their partner as opposed to what I had done before that which was inherit other peoples garbage. Although I had thought I might maybe could possibly come to Asia, at the time the idea of living here more than a year was laughable. of course I could not leave my country for a long time, not to mention the girls with whom I was infatuated with. So I would certainly be returning to my new dishwasher.

Well it didn't turn out that way and now here I am with my apartments worth of goods on top of my apartments worth of goods.

All of my junk arrived last week and for the last week I have been spending pretty much every spare moment moving shit. Any time I want to move something I have to move everything else I own to make a path for it. I also have to move one thing out of the way and then put it behind the thing I want to move immediately because there is no other place to put it. Its like some fucked up game of checkers that I am playing against myself. I am confident it will work out. However getting to that point has been really tedious.

As many of you know the Japanese usually sit on the floor. I have noticed my posture has gotten really bad in the last 3 years and I can not begin to tell you how good it feels to have a chair and a sofa again. it took me 3 days just to get enough space organized to actually assemble my bunk bed sofa and when I did, my body thanked me over and over.
It was also nice to be able to stop sleeping on the floor. However my original new layout for my apartment simply wouldn't work. I under estimated the size of my bunk bed sofa. Thinking it was only 6feet. However it is actually about 7 feet long once you have all the frame assembled. Which would have mean I would have to exit and enter my apartment sideways every time. Not ideal.

Not a big deal under normal circumstances. However what it meant now was that I would have to move EVERYTHING to the opposite sides of the apartment. Good times.

There have been a lot of bumps along the way but things are starting to take shape.
My main concern now is my growing pile of garbage. Bigger sized items can't simply be put on the curb. They have to have a special tag that one needs to buy in advance which means I have to figure out how to do that and sit on the trash until that day.

My eBay sales have had to take a back seat for several reasons the most important being I don't have time to deal with the paperwork and packing. The other being I don't know where anything is. I guess in the plus column is that I have been working a lot more. About 6 days a week now as opposed to 4 before. Will it balance out?
I don't know.
However I am happy beyond words to have a much clearer idea of where my life is going and what my goals are.

As it stands I have my goals laid out and am now just trying to figure out the right balance of bullshit (work) and effort to get those things done.
However as I sit here taking a break now. My priority at the moment is getting my home into a livable state. Then I can worry more about bling and pokemon or whatever it is you kids do now.

Does anyone need a bunch of housewares?