So I have a new roomate! I've given up the spare bedroom for a new friend and her extremely well behaved border collie. So far it has totally been worth it. I came home from work at lunch today and played catch. Plus it has also caused me to clean out the garage (which I love so much now that I almost wanted to just go sit in it today because it's so clean. Isn't that weird?) and organize the kitchen. Next, I have to work on my bedroom. I'm going to do another purge of clothing and this time, having less room to store them, I will be brutal. It will feel so good to have less stuff. I really aspire to be a minimalist but have all the tendancies of a packrat. The war within myself is constant.