Go on, Brush Your Shoulda's Off!

When you live alone you tend to spread out all over the place. I've got a 3 bedroom home and can be sure that I use all 3 of those closets to the fullest advantage. No, I'm super materialistic where I've filled up all 3 with clothes but I did notice when digging out my holiday decorations from the guest room closet that it was time for some of this stuff to hit the road.

Tossing out clothing and shoes, books and cook wear (no, I don't store my cook wear in the closet), exercise balls, etc into boxes for whichever charity group that is trolling my neighborhood the next time got me to thinking, why stop with just clothes and household items? So I started cleaning out my jeep. For some of you, this is a shocker, not only because my close friends know how much I hate to be domestic but I also rarely like to clean let alone keep my true love, The Mr., orderly. Honestly, its a jeep, its supposed to be in charming disarray right?

Due to a lack of knowing when enough is enough, I felt there was something else I needed to cleanse, to purge but what else could it be? I'd started throwing out old receipts, got my tax papers together, what else? Oh yes, what about my darling and yet hateful little piece of plastic that I tow around with me everywhere I go?

Whipping out my cell phone I started going through my contact list. I discovered I still have Simon's vet number in my contact list. He passed away in 2007 :(  Doing more digging, I have to ask myself, what was I thinking when I got involved with these guys and what did they do that I had to name them in my phone as such?

Crazy Dave No Answer
Do not answer
do not answer jerk off
do not answer 2
do not answer 3
do not answer 4...through 9 (you get the idea)
Garrett guy @ gym
No Commitment Rob
Photographer Kevin
Piece of sh** Travis

I've got some funny ones of friends that if I want to call them I have to remember how I saved them in my contact list. For instance, my buddy Ryan is saved as "Quiet Riot" because when I first met him he seemed really quiet and more low key than the norm and his nick name soon turned to such. Now, I know better but the name stuck. Sorry buddy! :)

So why not purge the random douche bags in the list above (oh and if  you're reading this and see your name on that list, time to get a clue), I could free up so much data space with out these guys right? Wrong! I keep them just like every other guy and girl out there (you know you're one of them!) keep old boyfriends/girlfriends/stalkers in their phones: "screening". To know when NOT to answer, to know which text to not open. To show evidence to the police when you need a restraining order for the number, when the calling doesn't stop after 4 days of consecutive ringing.

To prove a point as to why I keep them, I had a text received from Do Not Answer 3 about a year ago. I have no idea who that guy was anymore but I  know I entered DNA #8 before I moved into my house in 2008. Yup, even the crazies keep my digits.

The cleansing ended with me deleting only a few entries, a company and 2 people I honestly couldn't place, hadn't heard from in the last year and for no reason whatsoever, couldn't link to a single organization or friendship.  Feels good to brush off the old and get yourself some leg room...now, I just need a way to rationalize: donating 3 pairs of gently worn shoes, does that mean I get to replace them 1:1? Or maybe at least 1 new pair for every 3 given away? Hmm.... :)