Today, "at home".
Early today, went to the lab to take out blood for exams.
As of the forties (my forties, that is), high anxiety while "The Search for the Vein" goes on; then an almost unbearable tension while awaiting The Needle!
Which, when it happens, all comes down the reality:
it doesn't hurt much, and what was the fuss all about?
How tiring!
Then, back at home, clearing out The Box in the Stairwell...
There, waiting patiently, only since the move — what, nearly a year ago? — for it to be done.
As I'm in a clearing and cleaning phase, best use Shakespeares's tide, so, besides the Stairwell, I'm also emptying The Box in the Corridor!!!
It has stuff from my "office" drawers... an absolute terror... dreadful!
I've tried to tackle this sinister, as my young nephew Christopher would say, petainer, several times but was totally daunted by The Contents.
Writing paper, stationery sets, loose envelopes, bits of paper That Will Be Useful Someday... and those terrible Little Odds'n'Ends, that are impossible to throw out!!!
I definitely would be a flunk-out of those Just-Throw-Your-Precious-Stuff Out courses!
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