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So I've cleaned out about half of my walk-in closet. Thus far I have about 6 bags of clothes to go to Goodwill. Can you say "should have done this three years ago", children? Of course it took me trying to pack my clothes to move them across the country to get myself motivated to go through them all, so I guess I shouldn't feel too accomplished.
I think I may be at the end of my ability to work tonight. Looks like I'll be diving back into this project in the morning. Don't even bring up the boxes in the attic that I never unpacked after the move here two years ago and still need to go through...please? I know you might say that if they've been in the attic for two years I probably don't need them, and you'd be right. But...see...I have this sneaking suspicion that there is some really cool stuff in there that I've forgotten about, and I'm just too curious to not look at all.
I'm hopeless.
Of course I also have to pack for a week in LA tomorrow since I'm leaving at an ungodly hour of the morning on Tuesday; not to mention about a million little errands I need to get done before I go that are too boring even to mention. Tomorrow looks to be stressful.
The reality is starting to sink in. This is my last trip west when I will be coming "home" to Connecticut. I get back here on the 19th and begin frantic boxing and shipping of clothes and a few other odds and ends. Then Mom and I will be driving across country with the cats the last week in July, and everything changes.
I have to admit that I'm more scared than excited right now. I believe it will change, but gods is this hard.
I think I may be at the end of my ability to work tonight. Looks like I'll be diving back into this project in the morning. Don't even bring up the boxes in the attic that I never unpacked after the move here two years ago and still need to go through...please? I know you might say that if they've been in the attic for two years I probably don't need them, and you'd be right. But...see...I have this sneaking suspicion that there is some really cool stuff in there that I've forgotten about, and I'm just too curious to not look at all.
I'm hopeless.
Of course I also have to pack for a week in LA tomorrow since I'm leaving at an ungodly hour of the morning on Tuesday; not to mention about a million little errands I need to get done before I go that are too boring even to mention. Tomorrow looks to be stressful.
The reality is starting to sink in. This is my last trip west when I will be coming "home" to Connecticut. I get back here on the 19th and begin frantic boxing and shipping of clothes and a few other odds and ends. Then Mom and I will be driving across country with the cats the last week in July, and everything changes.
I have to admit that I'm more scared than excited right now. I believe it will change, but gods is this hard.
