Monday, December 15, 2014

2.7 Million People

So I was watching a documentary on Mongolia and they said that in three times the area of France there are 2.7 million people. I think that is why nearly everyone I ever hear about is looking for a way to move somewhere else, and honestly this is the way it has always been and most of my conversations about things are in general " I really don't think I'm the kind of person who ever would have chosen to come here as an adult, and can you make a few surplus of that kind please so we can do something less typical of people who tend to leave around here?"
Being kind of materialistic in Mongolia means you grow some extra sheep to buy a tv. Even after filling ten trash bags and dismantling my couch my belongings are still extreme clutter in the Mongolian way of seeing things, though part of that is that I wont be giving my landlord a forwarding address and will cancel my phone when I leave and work from burners from now on, since no one calls me but bill collectors and assholes but I still need something with bars and minutes in case of emergency.
So I'm going to make them earn my security deposit by moving out the heavy arm chair, the extra dresser and the desk/hutch on their own.
I noticed yesterday that I wasn't the only one thinning the fuck out of their belongings though. There were lamps and things in the trash that had nothing to do with me.
I'm already liking better the futon in the living room. I know its better for my posture though starting it on a day after the night before may not have been the best idea and I had that insomnia back ache all day, though part of that may have been trucking the couch to the dumpster in garbage bag sized pieces which is what is really nice about home reserve. When you are only keeping a love seat for Gramps to sit on and Gramps is no longer with us, you can just break it all down, in actually less time than it takes to cart it away.
I may still have some fine tuning to do on the belongings yet but I don't have much, its just as you putter around you see things you overlooked before and one thing hides behind another. I have a drawer of old documents to go through, but I'm planning to "recycle" whatever of that doesn't need to come with me by tearing it in little pieces and soaking it in water, then I may or may not run it through a blender and pour it over one of the conveniently loose window screens.