does anyone else find packing a strange concept?
so here is what we do...
we search all over for boxes. we ask our friends, we ask strangers and we comb the stores hoping to score a car full. we bring said boxes home and fill them up. tape them, mark them and than load them into a truck that we had to rent. we unload the boxes and stack them in our new house and than we have to find a place for all of those things that fit so well in the house we had before.
i find this a strange thing.
much like going to the grocery store. someone stacks all of those products on a shelf, we load them into our carts, we take them all out and put them on a moving conveyor belt, they get loaded into a bag, put back into our carts, placed in our cars and than stacked on our own shelves at home. weird, and it's actually a very long process for something that is so necessary.
anyway, i digress.
my point, yes i have one, is that we (i) really must value my things if i am willing to go to all of that work just to move it from one place to another... it makes me think about my things, my stuff. i don't believe that i can live totally without things, but it does make me want to really bring things into our home that we love and value. things that i don't mind moving from point A to point B because it is stuff that brings my family joy and reminds us of good times.
i want to make it a goal that these boxes i fill will be full of treasures, not junk.
i would rather just set fire to it all than move around garbage.
so here is what we do...
we search all over for boxes. we ask our friends, we ask strangers and we comb the stores hoping to score a car full. we bring said boxes home and fill them up. tape them, mark them and than load them into a truck that we had to rent. we unload the boxes and stack them in our new house and than we have to find a place for all of those things that fit so well in the house we had before.
i find this a strange thing.
much like going to the grocery store. someone stacks all of those products on a shelf, we load them into our carts, we take them all out and put them on a moving conveyor belt, they get loaded into a bag, put back into our carts, placed in our cars and than stacked on our own shelves at home. weird, and it's actually a very long process for something that is so necessary.
anyway, i digress.
my point, yes i have one, is that we (i) really must value my things if i am willing to go to all of that work just to move it from one place to another... it makes me think about my things, my stuff. i don't believe that i can live totally without things, but it does make me want to really bring things into our home that we love and value. things that i don't mind moving from point A to point B because it is stuff that brings my family joy and reminds us of good times.
i want to make it a goal that these boxes i fill will be full of treasures, not junk.
i would rather just set fire to it all than move around garbage.
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