I have a million things to do in the next three days...
...and I'm goofing around on the internet like the totally smart person I am. I am moving on Saturday, which means packing up all my shit sorting it out into what comes with me in the car and what stays behind for the moving company to take in a couple weeks. So far the "car" pile is way to big to actually fit in the car. :(
My mom has been helping me pack a bit, which leads to conversations about what she thinks I need. For the record, I don't need any of the following: apple sauce maker, silver tea service, cookie press, enormous ceramic lamp from the 70s, box of old Barbies, dirty area rug, grandma's dining room table, three Chinese teapots, broken electric piano, the second fondue set (I agreed to take one), and so on and so on and so on and so on.
I packed up all my costuming crap last night. It fit into four Rubbermaid bins, a highchair box, and two office boxes, with my sewing machine unboxed on the side. I don't know if that's good or not, but at least it's packed. Tonight and tomorrow I have to finish packing all the stuff in my bedroom, including a mountain of clothes. Aaaahhh...
My mom has been helping me pack a bit, which leads to conversations about what she thinks I need. For the record, I don't need any of the following: apple sauce maker, silver tea service, cookie press, enormous ceramic lamp from the 70s, box of old Barbies, dirty area rug, grandma's dining room table, three Chinese teapots, broken electric piano, the second fondue set (I agreed to take one), and so on and so on and so on and so on.
I packed up all my costuming crap last night. It fit into four Rubbermaid bins, a highchair box, and two office boxes, with my sewing machine unboxed on the side. I don't know if that's good or not, but at least it's packed. Tonight and tomorrow I have to finish packing all the stuff in my bedroom, including a mountain of clothes. Aaaahhh...