Packing it up.

Due to the late arrival of summer this year, and the atrociously hot temperature in our townhouse these days, the only time I can pack without wanting to to die is times like this. Three a.m. Three a.m. has found me on the last few nights boxing up scrapbooks, clothes, and old memories. Seriously, I have lots of old memories. Like, bins of old memories. They range from photo albums to old camp staff notebooks to boxes of pictures to stuffed happy birthday bears. I am amazed at how much of my “stuff” is in the form of memories.

(I’m also amazed at how much underwear I have- certainly more than one person needs, and this is not helped by last week’s bridal shower.)


(Can I talk about underwear on here? Will you guys stop reading if I do?)


(Please don’t stop reading. I’ll go back to talking about normal things here.)

So I’ve been sifting through my memories. And boxing up my present. And the future? It’s kind of up in the air right now. Besides the obvious changes, that is. I’m marrying an amazing man. I get to spend the rest of my life with him. But where we’ll spend our first year? What our house will look like? When we get to settle into our own space? That’s all TBD. For now, we just know we’ll make do at the condo, most of our things packed away in the garage for the real move. Whenever and wherever that will be.

We are at exactly 30 days now, and it’s still so hard to believe that in just 30 days, everything will change. As I sit here on my bed, looking around at my half naked room, it’s hard to imagine that in 30 days I won’t be roommates with Jenna, Brittany, and Jen. I won’t be waiting for Jenna to finish up in the bathroom at night so I can go in and brush my teeth. I won’t stay up late watching Friends episodes with Jen. And I’ve seen so much of Brittany these past few years, what with living and working together, but 30 days from now I’ll be gone and she’ll have started her new job.

It’s all so weird.

Also, weird? I get to live with a boy…. weird.

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2 thoughts on “Packing it up.

  1. Mrs. Denniston August 22, 2010 / 4:26 am

    It's good weird! It takes a little getting used to, his habits and stuff but it's really great!

  2. Sarah B. August 22, 2010 / 4:30 pm

    oh no! I hope it cools off down there! I had to move in 115 degree weather once and it was horrible!!!

    YAY for moving in together!

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