packing... moving... I'm a (fabric) hoarder...

So... we are moving in two days... We've had possession of both houses for a couple weeks and have been slowly bringing hanging clothes, musical instruments (did I ever tell you I play the viola? I hadn't played for a few years after my first surgery on my chest. But... I just picked it up a few days ago... and finally the vibrating of my sternal wires have stopped  when I play! woot woot! guess it's time to pick it back up... and maybe find an orchestra to play in) , my sewing machine and other bulky-not-so-easily pack-able stuff... well this has left the rest of the pack-able stuff... laying around.

As you know... I don't have much energy... and with my 4 hours at work.. I'm toast... Well, tonight I had to pack. My room looked like a tornado the size of Texas had blown through it picking up and tossing the most precious of my worldly possessions... I found lost earrings and bracelets flung together with candles... all waiting to be organized and packed... Let me make something clear... that organization didn't happen.

One of my boxes is labeled SURPRISE!!!!  Yeah... I just threw a bunch of stuff in the box... t-shirts, scissors, fabric, ribbons, x-rays, cat scan films... and I wondered... HOW did I get this much JUNK!!!  I pulled "the box" out from under the bed... you know "the box" your mom makes you to keep all of your "student of the month" "Fast reader" "participation award" and school work in? Mine is huge... My  sweet mom kept nearly everything. It's a box of accolades. I re-packed it... for the 7th time in my life... and realized that the only time I ever look at it is when I'm repacking it... for a move... but for some reason... I keep it. It helps me to remember things I would easily forget... Like how much I loved my 1st and 2nd grade teachers. (actually funny story... I ran into one of them at my bank... and was shocked and so happy... and we became f.b. friends... and the other found me on fb and told me I was one of their favorite students of all time).

I used to have a wonderful sewing room in the sun room... My wonderful sister surprised me and packed it for me while I was at work today... I couldn't be happier.... My sister is an angel...  It was a disaster... I really need to donate a lot of it... and I will once I move... and un-pack... But tonight... Naomi and I  escaped to get toilet paper ( being sick... and no t.p. doesn't work) and we picked up the small "dollar ben & jerrys ice cream". When the sis and I got back in the car I confessed to her that I don't think this is all going to fit in my new room... We cracked up...

"oh no... it's not going to fit" I said...

"the movers (from our church) are going to think I'm a hoarder!" I laughed...

So... finally... it's packed... and I'll probably be spending the first night... sleeping in the hallway... cause my room will be too full with a box of accolades... and 14 TUBS of sewing stuff...  oh and the kicker... I didn't think I had that much... I was sure I would be able to fit it all into one... count that one... 5 drawer dresser...

xoxo- me