As I get dishes clean, I'm sorting them into mine and hers. Hers will be leaving the apartment At Some Point but until that point hopefully they will be boxed up in her bedroom and out of my way.

I don't think this counts, per se, because it's not my stuff to begin with (and moving out was her decision entirely, I wasn't asked my opinion), but hey.

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I need to go through my bedroom and weed duplicates of art supplies, if nothing else.