Amid the noise and haste
May 8, 2007 | Filed under: The Great Moving Caper
“Chaos is a name for any order that produces confusion in our minds.” ~George Santayana
For the past week, people have asked whether or not I’ve started packing. I always shrug and say no, but I’ve gone through the mountains of paperwork abound, including a Verizon bill from 2004. The best thing that I came across - in addition to my birth certificate - has been a love note from the early years of college to a man who is now gay and works at Gucci. I probably should have suspected that he was gay when I told him how much I adore going to Georgetown and he was ecstatic about coming along.
The heavy duty packing started yesterday. I leave Saturday.
And that’s not even the half of it, there’s an entire storage unit downstairs that’s trying to woo me with promises of cute summer clothing, most of which will be donated because my ass has grown since summer 2003. Also, my busted laptop/circa 1994 monitor and a three disc CD player that I’m not sure what to do with. I’ll bet there’s even a VCR down there in addition to an outfit from the 7th grade.
My hair has been up like that for four whole days, though last night after the gym, I decided to give it a good wash. That sweater, Kimber found and produced when I showed up drunk and sobbing on Sunday night, the tank top underneath, I slept in.
And then I went to Target sans panic attack when they didn’t have the size bin I needed. I feel ridiculously unprepared but in the end, will probably end up going through things and giving them away, even if it is that great tank top that made my boobs look good, when I met he who would have been the love of my life. ‘Would have been’ if he hadn’t confessed to me a week later that he would “totally do” my best friend.
heather ann says:
I always feel so devastated when Target lets me down.
For once, Target was so helpful and I only got what was on the list. It was a miracle.
heather anne says:
E, Dammit! E!
Dude, why can’t you spell your name?
Gooseberried says:
Oh my gosh, I haven’t been here in so long because of my insane new jeorb! I love your new look! Great masthead. I’ll do some catch up reading tonight. But, what’s the great new dream job?
Can’t wait to meet ya in July!
Thank you, lady. And yes, July. So soon and yet so far away and for some reason I’m actually getting nervous.
Bone says:
Love the new look of the blog, pal. Your place is totally cute, too! Now where exactly was the rat?
I, too, have a 3 CD player, and my VCR is still hooked up. I used it last night actually
Why does it not surprise me that you used a VCR recently? And I’m totally glad you think my place is totally cute. I’m sure that’s what Stone Cold would say as well.
sandra says:
You’re going to kick butt in your new location…maybe it’s time for wine while packing?
Maybe it’s time??? Oh honey, I’ve been drinking like no other. We’re way past wine, into vodka territory now.
Abi Jones says:
Good luck with the move. I’ll be in your shoes come winter.
You’ll be in my shoes? You’re moving to Albany?? Kidding. Where you going? And trust me, it’s so hard to leave this area.
mdvelazquez says:
Purging is always difficult for me too.
Hang in there!
Thanks! I need all the good vibes I can get.
Dagny says:
I hate packing. Best of luck!
Packing is obviously some form of punishment. Seriously.
Em says:
Oh how I love moving! How exciting.
GreenCanary says:
I suggest you pitch it all and start fresh when you get to Albany. Think of it! Freedom! Fresh start! New clothes!! Sounds like a great way to start a new life
Married Jen says:
Love the new look! Good luck packing. Freakin sucks.
Janet says:
I feel ya. I have to pack all my crap and move, too. But unlike you, I have until July. It’ll probably take me that long. Bleh!