I need one of those blue ogres
I feel like I have been packing for hours. In fact, I am pretty sure that is true.
I went shopping with a friend of mine earlier and got home around three. From 3:30 until 9:30, I crammed, smashed, sorted, stuffed, and folded all of my crap into various bins, bags, and boxes. I'm done except for all of the stuff I'm going to need before I leave.
How do I manage to accumulate so much crap? Seriously. Every year I throw stuff away in an effort to downsize the amount of stuff I have, but I also like to buy shit. I have waaaaaaaay too many books and finding places for them is hard. I also decided it would be a good idea to drink a bottle of wine while packing. That didn't make me anymore motivated to keep packing. So yeah, it took 6 fucking hours.
But I get to go home tomorrow!
I went shopping with a friend of mine earlier and got home around three. From 3:30 until 9:30, I crammed, smashed, sorted, stuffed, and folded all of my crap into various bins, bags, and boxes. I'm done except for all of the stuff I'm going to need before I leave.
How do I manage to accumulate so much crap? Seriously. Every year I throw stuff away in an effort to downsize the amount of stuff I have, but I also like to buy shit. I have waaaaaaaay too many books and finding places for them is hard. I also decided it would be a good idea to drink a bottle of wine while packing. That didn't make me anymore motivated to keep packing. So yeah, it took 6 fucking hours.
But I get to go home tomorrow!