Coming up on 24 hours since I parted with a relatively significant batch of my precious dvds. My Precious. Gollum voice, of course.

Actually, so far, I find that I'm not really missing them. Or if I am, the feeling of, "Wow, sweet! I actually did it! I didn't think I could, but I did!" is enough to outweigh any sense of loss. This is encouraging enough that it makes me think I might actually be able to carry this insanity even further.

It's like getting into a swimming pool with really cold water. Some people might just dive in all at once. Not me. I stick the tip of my toe in first to see what it feels like. Then, gradually, I slid my entire foot into the water. The other foot follows. After that, I step in enough that the frigid water covers my knees. On it goes.

Right now, I'm at the "one foot" stage.

The question on my mind right now: What comes next?

In an odd twist of fate, the next step on the path may have already been revealed as of 2 hours ago. But I'm not certain that I'm ready to take it. I need time to think.

As before, I'm not going to act until I'm absolutely certain that it's what I want to do. That's all I'm willing to say right now.