You know what would make this move more stressful? Not having movers come to pack everything. I have been in a frenzy (note: not a panicked frenzy, because I'm not that worried) sorting out what I'm keeping and what I'm throwing. But you, regular reader, know that already because you read my post pertaining to this very subject. Anyway, besides selling my car (CHECK!) and sorting out what I'm keeping and throwing (CHECK!), all I really had to do was pack a suitcase of clothes that I'm going to be wearing for the next month (Check like 2 weeks ago. . . !). So I just got done Spackle-ing the walls, from my million holes (lol) from my pictures. And somehow I am just EXHAUSTED. I don't think that the level of exhaustion matches proportionally to that of the work I have done.
Also, I found out that I can't ship my personalized Heineken bottle with the alcohol still in it. :( Boo. So I am going to open it and drink it, and be sad as I think of how I ruined my souvenir. Which of course, will remind me that it's a souvenir and not just an awesome beer bottle. Which of course, will remind me of the trip to Amsterdam I took with Boyfriend, and the tour we took of the Heineken museum. That's what souvenirs do, you know? They REMIND you of things. Ok, so I'm being entirely too dramatic. But it does make me just a wee bit sad.
See?
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