Is there anything more wonderful than a new bookcase? Okay, yes, there is, but it's still pretty great. My dad brought me one down this Sunday, one he was getting rid of, and I put it together and fixed it to the wall and filled it with all those little piles of books that have been growing like fungi in corners of my house. I might just have given it a hug and a little kiss this morning.

With that and the clothes swap I'm going to today, I've been inspired to get rid of some stuff. I gave my dad the walking machine that I never use now that I walk 5 miles a day. I took a trip to a charity shop with the clothes I don't want to show my friends, and my dad drove me to the dump where I was heartened to see how many different things I could recycle. I still need to have a phase 2: The Glassware Strikes Back, and maybe even a phase 3: Recycling of the Jedi, but it's a good start.

Ohhhhhhhhh, so not in the mood to be at work today.