to the east side.... ok not really...moving to the QC... sounds cool, right? like the OC?
Anywho, I am frantically trying to balance packing to go to Mississippi to do some Katrina rebuilding for the next week and packing our apartment to move. Yes...I do feel crazy thank you. My head is spinning and the place is a disaster.
I usually like to take my time packing stuff..going over each object as I pack it -thinking about where it came from and it's story. Not this time though... but I just heard a very interesting story about a former couple that started a Museum of Broken Relationships. So much of my stuff ties me to the past and things from different relationships -some that are still wonderful and in tact and some that faded or plummeted to an end. There's the part of me that says get rid of the old crap and there's part of me that feels if I get rid of everything I will forget it - and then it will seem as though it never even happened. Is that wierd? I feel very attached to ever little scrap of paper that I've stashed away in various boxes...like someday I may need it again. Well, enough reminiscing ...I've got a lot of packing to do! Check out that museum and maybe think about what you would have to put in the exhibit...and while I am bumming you out check out the saddest thing I own.....
'til i get back and unpack
pcg
Anywho, I am frantically trying to balance packing to go to Mississippi to do some Katrina rebuilding for the next week and packing our apartment to move. Yes...I do feel crazy thank you. My head is spinning and the place is a disaster.
I usually like to take my time packing stuff..going over each object as I pack it -thinking about where it came from and it's story. Not this time though... but I just heard a very interesting story about a former couple that started a Museum of Broken Relationships. So much of my stuff ties me to the past and things from different relationships -some that are still wonderful and in tact and some that faded or plummeted to an end. There's the part of me that says get rid of the old crap and there's part of me that feels if I get rid of everything I will forget it - and then it will seem as though it never even happened. Is that wierd? I feel very attached to ever little scrap of paper that I've stashed away in various boxes...like someday I may need it again. Well, enough reminiscing ...I've got a lot of packing to do! Check out that museum and maybe think about what you would have to put in the exhibit...and while I am bumming you out check out the saddest thing I own.....
'til i get back and unpack
pcg
ok so stupid blogger thingy isnt allowing me to change the broken links so....
and you'll just have to google the saddest thing i own
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