July 16, 2005
Unpacking the Pack Rat
There's nothing like realizing you have to somehow transport everything you own to Indiana either in your car or through the US Postal Service to inspire de-junking. That was my activity this morning. I actually did fill three bags - two of garbage and one for the DI.
Apparently some time in the past three years, I went through a really crafty stage because I threw out tons of magazines, stock photo books, and pamphlets picked up from various vacation destinations. I also had about 50 sponge brushes and 26 shades of paint. I threw out some mod-podge and gave my extra terra cotta pot to my roommate (along with brain-teaser puzzles). I threw out manuals from my first cell phone, no longer in use, and my ipod, sold several months ago. The garbage bag is an array of colors from the pads of construction paper. I even found an old sketchbook (basically empty) from my 2 weeks of art class at Smith. I was sad to throw away my charcoal of my own hand. And hidden in the leaves was a French paper all about a girl tragically in love with her mother's boyfriend. I think it was from a movie we watched in class. It was heart-wrenching, even more so because it was written in such perfectly horrible (yet beautiful) French.
Some things I kept that I probably should've thrown out: a road atlas to Europe, circa 1970 and a film canister of red dirt from South Carolina. I don't know what I'm ever going to do with that dirt. I was about to toss it, but I decided to pour a little in my hand first, and after that, I couldn't. Still trying to unpack the reason for that. And an old cosmetics-luggage-box-thingy that I was just about to throw away, but then I had this vision of it all mod-podged and cute (despite the fact that I just threw away all of my mod-podge supplies). It used to have a Virginia is for Lovers sticker on it. Wonder what happened to that.
The DI is getting some old bags, an old CD case, some t-shirts, and my last pair of capri pants since I've recently discovered how stupid they are. I'm trying to decide whether or not to keep my plastic binoculars. They might come in handy when I take up bird-watching.
Sigh... there's still so much crap here. I have no idea what I'm going to do with it all.
Posted by kea at July 16, 2005 01:46 PM