I got a bunch of leftover/used boxes from the receiving area at work yesterday and I started to pack when I got home.
People, you know that thing where you go to a restaurant and you order a meal of pasta and it comes to you and you start eating and the pile of carb-y goodness is huge and you keep eating and oooooh! shrimp and you KEEP EATING until you simply cannot eat anymore and when you survey the damage you've done it looks like you've eaten NOTHING?
I feel that way about packing. I have a studio apartment; I can't possibly have that much stuff. I filled four or five boxes and I don't think I actually got anything out of the way except my sewing machine and some picture frames.
I own a zoo of animals: I have a stuffed Domo (not sure if that's actually an animal), a turqouise ceramic hippo from The Museum Store, a clay mouse with a leather tail from Munich, a brass pig from Scotland, a marble turtle from Mexico and a clay pig from Boston (though he was apparently born in Chili). I haven't ever fed any of these animals. Just the cats.
Also, there are so many books and DVDs. I filled three of those giant reusable Whole Foods grocery bags with DVDs and I didn't even get half of them.
This does give me a ray of hope though. Since I was able to get so much stuff into my current apartment I must have some pretty rockin' Tetris skills. I had feared that I would have to put most of my stuff into the basement storage area (oh basement storage! I love you!), but I may just fit most of my furniture from my old tiny space into my new tiny space. Huzzah!
I guess I'll keep you posted. If I don't get back to you, blame the hippo.
4 comments:
But you can't BLAME THE GOAT!!!!
T has mad Tetris skills, yo. He would have you packed up in a MINUTE. He also points out that 80% of your stuff to pack takes 20% of the time (furniture, etc.) and the rest is the opposite. This is where ceramic animals come into play; this is also why I used all of my towels and bedding as packing material just to attempt to get something else done.
Good luck!
WV: quinity
I have a quinity of packing left to do. (a combination of five times what I previously thought and "infinity")
I love you.
Please don't blame the goat. She's too tired. And seriously, 1500 miles away!
I love you, too! AND the goat!
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