library disease

i have the urge again. the urge to purge, to clean, chuck out, tidy and generally declutter. there's that word again which didn't exist a few years ago did it? the spellchecker doesn't even recognise it. clutter, mess, call it what you will. possessions. too much of everything, except maybe youth, money, sex, no we won't go there just now, let's save that for another blog. anyway, i'm in a cleaning mood. everything is messy, even my computer, so i've been sorting, deleting all in readiness to reinstall and hopefully get back to a reasonable speed, it's so slow atm it's not funny. i even put the hundreds of shortcuts on the desktop into, wait for it, a new folder called 'shortcuts'. btw, i call it library disease because that's when we go nuts and weed/cull all the old books etc, everything in it's place and a place for everything. my mother and sister live/d by this principal, whilst i, on the other hand, never quite make it, but i have the very best of intentions. i know what you're thinking. why doesn't she just do it instead of blogging about it but my theory is that if it's written down it somehow validates it and, therefore, i'll actually do it. what bs that is but any excuse in a storm.