Erin The Great

I’m back! I know a few of you are befuddled and wondering if I’ve died. No I haven’t… but thank you for caring.

It all started a few months ago when I realized that I had copious amounts of windows rot on my laptop. Poor Rosita (my laptop) was running so slow and I just couldn’t wait to back up all my files and go through the painstaking process of re-installing windows [note sarcasm].

After many hours of installing windows off of three - count them 3 - windows pirated installation disks, I was finally up and running. It was a grueling but fun and very informative process. My knowledge of the ‘geek realm’ has increased significantly. I would like to thank profusely those of you who helped with getting my Rosita well. Thank you Jon and Jon. You guys are awesome and I will be forever grateful.

The whole process of not being able to use my laptop and re-installing windows actually took about three weeks. I would have been up and running earlier, but I’m in the middle of my crazy summer that is jammed packed with awesome blog fodder. Where to start, where to start. I would start with the Cheap Trick, Heart, and Journey concert I went to, but I still need to get a picture from my friend Clark, so I will move onto a slightly less exciting event. Organization….

Organization is something that I’ve loved ever since I saw the ‘organizer’ section of the grocery store… I can organize a mansion’s worth of junk into a tiny New York sized apartment. It’s a gift and I’m over the moon about having procured a story from the nerdier side of my personality.

I was going through my clothes and various artifacts when I realized that not only am I moving very soon, but since I haven’t moved in about half-a-decade, I have accumulated what I can only describe as a mountain’s worth of useless crap! I looked in my closet and realized that since I am able to clothe an ENTIRE third world country by myself, it might be time to go through my clothes and discard stuff I haven’t worn in years. My friend Katie decided to help me with my venture since I have a hard time of ‘letting things go’ especially articles of clothing that pretty much have names. After making fun of about 3/4th of my clothes (hello age gap) Katie had me throwing out about 5 trash bags full of clothes. I am about to make Goodwill VERY happy and can only hope that at least half of my clothes are cool enough to make the ‘buy by the pound’ section… a girl can dream.

The only truly tragic factor of my ‘gutting of the closet’ was the hit my shoes took. I can’t even talk about it because it depresses me beyond epic proportions. Needless to say that not only were a few pairs of my platforms’ feelings hurt in this process but my poor babies were shocked as I managed to discard about 13 pairs of them. I’m sure if shoes could swear there would have been a massive cloud of ‘sailor type’ dialog floating amongst them. I was hurt, but I was able to let go and give them to people who will no doubt (thanks to how long I’ve had them) make them part of a decade costume. I’m sorry my pretties but I had to. Blame Katie.

With my closet gutted beyond belief and realizing that it doesn’t have to take all your strength just to extricate clothes from your closet, I am ready to make it towards the outer depths of the under side of my bed… wish me luck, this could get ugly.