250 gigs of music ripped. And counting. Just remembered the crate of cds in storage. They aren’t moving with me, so I gotta get rid of them. Maybe I should sell them by the pound?
I have to get rid of everything. Even the cylindrical paper lamps from Ikea of which I am so fond. Everywhere I look there is Stuff To Be Got Rid Of. It’s… daunting.
Maybe what we’ll do is: in the last week or two before the actual move I’ll have an all-day open house party where you get to take stuff home with you. Donations gratefully accepted. Then it would be like a big send-off but you get souvenirs. Nice.