A little nostalgia
I'm feeling very nostalgic lately, I'm swearing off men again, and filtering through a lot of old stuff I had forgotten even existed. My parents decided that they would like to de-clutter their house so the first place they would start was all possessions of mine left behind. I have been sorting through nearly three decades of crap for three days and I'm still not entirely done yet.
Some of the highlights would have to be:
1. The Strawberry Shortcake lunchbox that I will be buried with, unfortunately the thermos is MIA.
2. Old newspaper clippings from elementary school that are a who's who of those I recall from high school
3. A card from my grandmother stating "Dear Amanda, I'm sorry to hear you have a loose tooth that is giving you trouble. Enclosed is a dollar to make you feel better". Got to love Grandma. She always knew how money could solve a problem.
4. A size 6 (child's) white turtle neck shirt with pink tulips printed on it and teal corduroy pleated front pants that make that lovely V shape with your lower body. 80's style...so sassy
5. Miles of paper with every drawing, painting, gluing, or any other creative mark I ever made. With the exception of a couple, I threw most away. Seriously, I'm 27 and I have very little living space. Why do I want a macaroni glue thing that I made when I was two?
And this has actually put me onto a thought... My job puts me in a situation where I am burdening parents with the exact same crap I just threw out. How unexpected. And so years down the line, there will be people sorting through their dancer paintings and elephant drawings stating, "Why the hell did you keep all this mom?" To which she will likely reply as my mother did, "I thought you might need it some day."
Some of the highlights would have to be:
1. The Strawberry Shortcake lunchbox that I will be buried with, unfortunately the thermos is MIA.
2. Old newspaper clippings from elementary school that are a who's who of those I recall from high school
3. A card from my grandmother stating "Dear Amanda, I'm sorry to hear you have a loose tooth that is giving you trouble. Enclosed is a dollar to make you feel better". Got to love Grandma. She always knew how money could solve a problem.
4. A size 6 (child's) white turtle neck shirt with pink tulips printed on it and teal corduroy pleated front pants that make that lovely V shape with your lower body. 80's style...so sassy
5. Miles of paper with every drawing, painting, gluing, or any other creative mark I ever made. With the exception of a couple, I threw most away. Seriously, I'm 27 and I have very little living space. Why do I want a macaroni glue thing that I made when I was two?
And this has actually put me onto a thought... My job puts me in a situation where I am burdening parents with the exact same crap I just threw out. How unexpected. And so years down the line, there will be people sorting through their dancer paintings and elephant drawings stating, "Why the hell did you keep all this mom?" To which she will likely reply as my mother did, "I thought you might need it some day."