Once a Home…
August 25, 2011 § 2 Comments
…soon, just a shell.
My parents are arriving tomorrow night to officially start off my move. I am spending tonight trying to get started, mostly by wandering aimlessly around the appartment looking for a place to start.
I have WAY to much stuff. The thing is though, for almost EVERY thing I own, there is a memory, or someone’s name attached. Growing up, I cherished everything I ever got so much, and getting rid off some of that stuff always made me feel like I was betraying whoever gave it to me, or the memory attached to it. I know, I think too much.
I am trying to be dead cold, throwing out everything I dont need. After all, if you can’t do that when you are moving, when can you ?
Anyway, the place I have called my home for the past three years is about to become a shell. After this weekend it will be home of none. Though I am sure that it will soon be someone else’s place to call home.
The next few days are going to be a little crazy. I better get back to it. If anyone in the area likes lifting heavy things give me a call 😉