Monday, June 10, 2013

It's only just begun...

I'm overwhelmed.
I'm a hoarder. A neat hoarder, but a hoarder nonetheless.

There aren't any bird droppings or bug infestations here.
No one holds their nose when they walk in my home.
But the stuff!

I love my children.
I'm just not sure why I kept every macaroni necklace and coloring page.
Guilt? Could be...I'm Italian.

I spent last night tossing out spit-uppy burp cloths, and yellowed onesies.
I'm sure I'm not the only one who can't part with spoiled milk stains.
But away they went.

Then I cried a lot.
Not because the kids are grown. Oh no.
I cried because I looked pretty good in those 1982 polaroids I found underneath the onesies.. 
I cried because even with the gift of photoshop, I'll never look good in leggings.
It's been a rough couple days.

I'm not embracing change quite yet. One thing at a time.

For now I'm going to hone up on my cab flagging skills.
It ain't easy.
I'm not good at it. I'm a self conscious arm waver.
I'm a cab flagging failure. 
But I'll keep on trying.

The other alternative is driving. 
And that scares me more than twenty year old macaroni necklaces.

Stay tuned, this move is happening fast.
And I have a problem with fast.

1 comment:

  1. I hear you about things happening too fast. But I guess it's kind of like removing a bandage....better to remove it fast, than slowww-ly trying to remove it. Keep up the good work!