moving: a haiku

boxes, packing tape

stacked up and separated

a home now a house

Woe is me. I'm starting to pack.

Yesterday I started packing.  I have been putting it off, thinking, "there's tons of time".  Two weeks.  Two weeks!  Crap, and I have a ton of glassware!  So, I started going through my closet and separating clothes.  I packed up my books and whittled them down to just one box that gets to travel to St. Louis.  It took me 2 hours!

Emotionally, honestly, this is harder than I thought.  It's closure that I really don't want to have.  Good-bye to the first house I've ever owned.  I'll stop there.  Baby steps to good-bye.  

So, if anyone likes to pack.  Let me know and come on over.

Still a kid.

I got a birthday card in the mail today from my grandma.  Inside was a crisp $5 bill.  I will always feel like a kid when I get money in a birthday card from my grandma.