Packing is in full force here. I hate it. I hate the scratchiness of the cardboard boxes. I hate how loud the tape is. I hate all of it with the passion of a thousand fiery suns. The only good part is that I went through everything a couple months ago and purged like crazy so now I don’t have to sort, I can just pack. Oh, and the thought that once it’s all over we’ll be in our very own home!!
I used to be somewhat of a packrat. I kept everything. I held sentimental value to the little things. Then I got overwhelmed with all the crap I was accumulating. So I got rid of a lot of it. Now I’m torn. There are things I know I should keep for posterity’s sake but just don’t feel like keeping. Like diplomas, tassels, pictures, etc. Shouldn’t I want to keep these things?? I spent years earning them! Maybe I was so sick of packing last night it seemed easier to just to pitch it. And then there’s things I’ve had for 10+ years that I honestly don’t need, but then I think, heck, I’ve had it this long, why get rid of it now?? Then I have flashes of being on A&E’s Hoarders and snap out of it. I’ve resolved that it’s okay to hold on to some things from the past. One box of mementos is not going to take up too much space in our basement, and it is fun to look through it every once in awhile and reminisce.
This blog is all over the place. Sorry.
In the meantime, I’m trying to pick paint colors, which is really hard. It’s just paint! Why is it tormenting my soul like this?
Oh, and then I got a speeding ticket coming home from work the other night. Crying didn’t work. 48 in a 25. Construction zone. Honestly, it didn’t even occur to me that it was a construction zone because it’s been a construction zone for like EVER. And even though Mr. Police Officer was kind enough to reduce the citation for me, I still cried the whole way home. I hate getting in trouble.
6 comments:
BUSTED!!! So how many tickets is that for you. You should have tried peeing your pants, and maybe if you said you really had to go to the bathroom, and you didn't make it, he would have left you off. (Abby tried to get me to pee in her car to get out of a ticket.) As for packing, good luck. I don't envy you!
So sorry! I would cry too, sorry it didn't work.
Did you seriously throw away your diploma??
And yes packing is a pain, but so worth it this time for you.
I hate getting in trouble too! Speeding tickets always get me really shaken up. I feel for you.
Packing is such a pain! We just moved last weekend (not very far but still, we had to pack everything and move it to the new place) so I feel your pain. It's amazing how much stuff you accumulate without realizing it. Good luck with the move! You're so lucky you're moving to a house :)
Oh man, you hate getting in trouble . . . you got to hear this . . . I started crying last night when I got pulled over for the first time in my life. I was so stressed I was shaking so the officer got suspicious and asked if we had drugs, guns, or bombs in the car. Then after telling me I was not getting a ticket he went to his car to check my liscense to see if I was a criminal and I starting crying he came back to give me my liscense and tell me I could go and I still had tears in my eyes and he looked at me like I was crazy and asked "are you crying?" He had already told me I wasn't getting a ticket. I am such a nerd.
I cried for a whole day when I got my speeding ticket! I was so upset and then I couldn't stop the floodgates!
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