Now that all the boxes are loaded in the house and garage
I don't know where to start.
So I triaged boxes and rooms and decided that the kitchen would be the
most important place to start unloading.
I did take a little break this afternoon and went upstairs
to check on the progress the Nies were making in their rooms.
They finally unloaded boxes of their clothes.
(We've all been living out of our suitcases since June!).
I went into Lottie's room and saw that she had begun decorating.
She has so many funny amazing little treasures adorning her dresser and desk.
Things I don't even know what they are, or where they came from.
I love that she loves little trinkets. It makes me happy.
I wish my mom would have walked around my
room snapping photos of my little things.
I would love to see them now!
(I had a pretty impressive birthday glass doll collection):
So if you are reading this, go to your kid's rooms and
take photos of their treasures, prized possessions,
toys, and their little corners.
noticed how deliberate she is decorating and organizing her treasures.
It's pretty cute.
I guess moving a lot has taught me about things and possessions
and what we value most.
Or maybe I'm still learning it because I really ache for
my stuff in the storage units in New Mexico.
(Nana's mink coat!!!! My Christmas china, journals, photos, etc...)
When we unload that place, it's going to be like a double Christmas.
I think moving a lot has kind of stripped our family layer by layer of things
until we only have what we truly need and treasure.
You know, like Lottie's Lip Smacker collection!
Later, around 12:45 as I was settling into bed I got a text on my phone.
It was from Gigs who said to me:
Mom, could you buy some tuna tomorrow. The kind with oil, not water.
And some spring rolls too. That sounds sooooooooooo good.
And some pickles for the tuna. And bread. Love you, goodnight.
Does that sound like a 15-year-old boy or what!?
