Organizing: it doesn't always look like progress

I totally wanted to write about something upbeat after two posts of evisceration. I failed. I found out this evening that I have a lot less contiguous CD shelf space than I thought. ( How do I own this much stuff? )

I go sleepies. Sometimes this just overwhlems me. I have to remember that the result will be worth it, that I can tackle a section at a time, that some of the biggest space hogs can be resolved in minutes. Looking at the stacks of CDs in various states of clothing feels like I'm looking at a nightmare.

I shall close tonight with a link to Jesus healing suicide wounds. Why? Cuz it's f*ckin' funny whereas tonight's organizing session was not.