Actual Housekeeping

Cleaning's never been one of my favourite pastimes so I was relieved to hear I'm gonna be billed for professional cleaners anyway - meaning I don't have to polish everything before I vacate.

I didn't pack much yet but today I've trashed around eight bin liners' worth of stuff I don't need any more. I'm keeping the sentimental stuff, natch, but half a dozen boxes of supposedly useful stuff that I brought to the U.S. has remained packed for the last 15 months begging the question, "how much of it do I really need?" And since I'm the one paying to get my stuff back (the company paid to bring it over), literally everything but my music collection is getting re-evaluated. I'm enjoying the symbolism of throwing away the past to make a new start too!

Erika had the bright idea today to sell the small items I'm leaving behind to donate to a hurricane relief fund. Bless her cottons. (Socks, people. Socks!)

KitKat was right with her comment. I finally replaced the light bulb and then my In-Sink-Erator (the garbage disposal) went "Glrrlrrlrrlrrrkukukukhh!", followed by a low hum for two seconds, followed by silence.