My life is a joke, but it's not broken.

I have to be more indifferent and less well organised in my dealings with the great stacks of possessions I have horded over the years. This was made clear to me when I opened up the garage today to remove the unused washing machines and armchairs abandoned by a previous tenant, only to find them inaccessible behind other furniture. There is no room to sort thing out and deal with them efficiently, I will just have to toss stuff in the bin if I am to progress at all.

Now it is bin night so I will fill the bins with whatever can lay my hands on before I put them out - instead of getting distracted by a box of shiny things I used to have plans for and whether or not I could sell it on eBay, and then putting the bins out half full when the truck drives past in the morning.

Anyway, I have to take my car in to be serviced tomorrow so I'll be gone before the garbage truck arrives. My car is due for a service (150Mm) this week, and I'm driving it to Brisbane in ten days so this is a doubly timely event. Hooray!

Pain in the neck (but it's also not broken).

When I woke up this morning my shoulder hurt. It still hurts and my muscles are doing that thing where pain relief for the shoulder induces tension in the neck causing a headache. I shall try to sleep therapeutically tonight.  ¶ 21:10