Monday, February 11, 2013

My Life in Boxes

I don't know if you have heard, but I'm moving to Idaho.  Oh, you haven't?  That's probably because I haven't written anything in a very long time!

Well, I'm moving to Idaho in about 45 days.  That one sentence means so much.  It means I'm leaving my friends, my family, my career, my favorite grocery store, my routine; it means I'm leaving everything.  I don't have time to dwell on that!  I have a wedding to finish planning and an apartment to pack up!  Plus, I'm gaining a husband, in-laws, two daughters, and mountains!

Speaking of packing, I started packing last night.  I've been gathering boxes from work and ended up with seven.  I was pretty impressed and thought of all the things I could strategically and efficiently place in those boxes.  I thought of the large dent I would make in packing and while I thought of that, I decided to pack up my books first.  Now, I'm completely out of boxes and I need at least one more to finish packing just the books that I own!  Today, I sent out a desperate email to my co-workers begging for boxes and ended up with two more as well as promises that more would be brought in.

It's interesting how perspective can change when I see my life in boxes.  I have moved a lot, every year for 8 years, but haven't moved for at least 2 1/2 years, which is a record for me.  I forgot how small I feel when my things are placed in boxes. When your pretty belongings are displayed and strategically placed it's easy to forget that they can simply fit into a box with other random stuff and be sealed away.  They aren't that important.    On the other hand, there are items I boxed up last night that I will legitimately miss seeing until they are finally unpacked. The prayer book that used to be my great-Grandfather's, for example, is one of those things.  I took for granted, until this morning that it's the last thing I see on my way out the door in the mornings.  Today, I missed it.

My life for the next 45 or so days will consist of arriving home from work and packing up my life and throwing things (lots of things) out.  It's a very exciting, happy, freeing, and terrifying time for me so I'm going to take it one box at a time.

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