Yesterday, I finally finished moving. Well, more or less. There's still this shelf-thing on my wall that needs to be taken down, as well as my Precious Moments Plates (don't judge me. They're cute and adorable, and I love them). But the rest of my stuff is next door now (oh. Except for my plants. Also except for all those boxes in the garage and the shed that belong to me...).
Anyway. POINT BEING I came to the conclusion that am/have been a hoarder in my life, and that I hang on to things way too long. I'm sure my parents agree. I don't even have a good example for you because there was soooo much that needed to be thrown out or donated to DI.
Also, it snowed on me yesterday. I went to the mall because I needed* chopsticks, and it was snowing when I got there. One, it should never snow in Santa Horhe. Two, it's March! It doesn't snow in March! Ever! Not here!
I now look forward to a week of closing every night sans tomorrow and Friday (because I don't work on those days), and hating life Wednesday night whilst I am working. You should all send me consoling messages that day.
*And by "needed" I mean wanted.
"I think I know how it is to be grown up; it's when you feel how someone feels that isn't you." -Frances Griffiths