There's something extremely satisfying about opening boxes and finding things you'd forgotten existed. I loved every second of our moving adventure
Moving was a lot of this
and then things began to look like this
There were a few disappointing moments...
my room began to accumulate a lot of bedding
and then we started unloading the books
and I felt moved in :)
Thursday, August 7, 2008
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gah the fitz and floyd broke! i think that's a fitz & floyd anyway..
i'm remembering that feeling of unpacking my room. although always shadowed by uncertainty, there is something so refreshing about unpacking. about finding the boxes, the ones labeled "jenna" in magic marker.
the smell of the wrapping paper, did you notice that? that paper is finally out of those boxes and all over the floor. as i unwrap, i peel off all the orange stickers. i hate those orange stickers, reminders of instability. Numbers on things that weren't meant to be counted.
and then i discover things that i'd forgotten about, that i don't even really like. but they are mine, and they are with me, and they will find a place. and when everything is in place, this room, of course, won't look like the last. but it is mine. i have a domain again, i can throw underwear on the floor. i can sleep in a bed alone. i can shut the door and just revel in the stillness of that room.
i'm glad you're moved in.
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