Four years ago, I moved from Cleveland to San Antonio. One year ago, I moved from San Antonio to Austin. Several hours ago, I finally started unpacking boxes…from the Cleveland move. Oy!
Had the shed they were in burst into flames, it would have been a little upsetting, but not the end of the world. Obviously I’ve lived just fine without them. This means that in theory, I could just get rid of everything and be done with it. But have me go through the boxes and all of a sudden, there are all of these things that I need to have in my life again.
The worst? Schoolwork. Continue reading