So it begins.…
I packed my first box today. I’m a bit worried about this move. I have a lot of work to do to be ready for it, and I’ve only a few weekends between now and the move-in date. It’s becoming clear that there is no way I can fit all my stuff filling up this one-bedroom apartment into my single bedroom. I’m going to have to get rid of some of this stuff.
Ultimately, that’s a good thing. There’s no reason for me to be lugging around all this crap that I haven’t used in years. Like the military-issue 16mm projector that’s not rigged for sound? It only weighs about 40 lbs… hoo-boy. Somewhere along the line I learned to collect but not to let go.
And of course some of these books should go, some are treasured possessions and others are just junk, and others are good books that I have no desire to reread.
It’s early enough that I can do some sorting instead of just throwing everything into a box and hoping for the best. The more I sort out, the better.
Oh, and never mind all the computers. Hoo-boy. I don’t even have all that many, but still.
