I’ve started going through a bunch of stuff in my apartment. Considering I’ve lived here for nearly 4 years, there is plenty to go through. The last thing I want to do is move crap I don’t need and haven’t looked at in years to a storage unit or somewhere else. I am a piler. I confess, I get mail and make a pile. Some of it I open, some of it I don’t, but it generally always ends up in a pile somewhere where it just hangs out for a really long time. The unfortunate thing is, despite not looking at any of this stuff or not needing it for anything, I feel compelled to go through everything as I’m throwing it away to make sure I don’t throw anything away I might need. This ends up taking a considerable amount of more time than it would otherwise. I’ve spent hours just going through the piles of worthless papers that are mostly all going in the trash or being shredded. I swear when I have a new place I’m going to do a much better job of throwing stuff away as I get it – especially if I know it’s just going to go into a pile and I won’t look at it until I go through the pile.

I’m super tired. I don’t want to be up any longer at this point. My knees hurt from physical therapy today and I feel emotionally exhausted. I’m not super freaked out about the money situation at this point, but it is definitely stressing me out and taking it’s toll. Stress, especially the financial kind, seems to be much more insidious in the way it works under your skin. I’m not thinking about money constantly, and I do earnestly believe it’s all going to work out, but it’s still a tough situation to be in.