Working on Writing, or, rather, writing at work

I don't have any pretentious that anyone is actually going to read this blog. I do, however, need an outlet for my more personal, less dry and goddamm boring writing, so I started this blog. Right now, I need to be cleaning out our downstairs bedroom, so that Justin can cut a hole in the wall, insert a window, and generally make the room ready for our new housemate. It is a lot of cleaning and I am not sure whether I am up to shifting around my piles of fabric scraps. Everytime I do, I find myself unable to throw out polyester fabric that was once some forgotten roomates in some other city. I don't know why I saved the odd scraps- they are too small to do anything with other than make a very crazy quilt and why would I make a quilt out of nasty fabric? But I kept them than and I have them now and I won't throw them out because they smell like my past...