Today the cats and I spent 12 hours purging our lives of all the piles and piles of stuff I refuse to move to another apartment.
Ugly vintage wine poster that’s been leaning against the wall for three years? You will not see the light of a fourth apartment. Grad school notebooks filled with microbio notes? Burn in hell. $100 worth of unclaimed gift cards? YAHTZEE.
When I say “the cats and I” what I really mean is this:
Viva la Ralph dug up her hidden catnip supply and went nuts.
DO NOT THROW THIS AWAY PLEASE CAN WE GO TO TACO BELL.
Weaz wouldn’t let me throw out any old magazines.
We might need this in print so we can make fermented grape soda one day. What is the Internet?
And Tilly kept using my Lebert Trainer as a face scratcher.
At least somebody’s using it.
Not one to let go of my old piles of shit without a fight, I spent a solid 12 hours driving around to consignment shops and used book dealers to see how much money I could drag out of these lifeless items. I made $250.
And this was only round one. I haven’t even STARTED posting goods on Craigslist yet…
In case you missed it:
Ralph and Weaz (and Tilly) are on Instagram: ralphandweaz