Never Ever Dull
With every conversation, I always seem to end with "Never a dull moment"....our lives are rich, complex, and beautiful stories. Join me in laughing about everyday things and appreciating life-bumpy roads and all.
With less than a week to go before we move into our new home, I find myself tackling the chore I really dread;: clearing out the attic. The attic always, always ends up as the land of things-that-you-don't-know-where-to-store-them. Sigh. I breathe in deeply and pull the rope. Climbing the wooden pull-down attic stairs, I pass down boxes, containers, and random objects to my Blonde (my faithful assistant). She complains about the amount of stuff everyone has up there and adamantly tells me that she is going to be a minimalist. ***Side note: The Blonde also decided during break that she will finish school, go to Wales, grow her dreads, raise a German Shepherd that will have much better manners than Banks,, maintain a sustainable garden, and study whales (it's what people do in Wales, right?!). Thus, when she tossed in the comment about being a minimalist, I didn't let it bother me too much. I kind of had to agree. Some of these boxes went from Virginia to Tennessee to North Carolina...all unopened.. So, we did the unthinkable: we ripped them open. Yep. We unpacked box after box instead of building the pyramid of boxes stacked along our family room wall. But it was amazing. I now know what it must have been like to discover the ruins of Pompeii. Seriously, it was like stepping back in time. Back in the day, I asked my kids to help me pack. They packed everything that they deemed as "important"...very carefully with mounds of tissue paper and bubble wrap. As we unearthed these treasures hidden inside all of these protective coverings, we wondered why these things have traveled with us across three states:: empty gum packages (think shoe boxes filled with those empty cartons! One anonymous child liked the smells!), stuffed animals that took us awhile to recall their names (I honestly think stuffed animals multiply somehow some way), lots of swim ribbons that say "participant" =), random Lego pieces, furry boots from Kazakhstan, etc. Probably the one that surprised me the most was this find in my Oldest's box (actually the Oldest has 8 boxes of memories....she believes they'll all go into her museum and archives once she becomes famous).. She threw away absolutely nothing. Who knows when one might need that empty Chapstick container? I leave you with the note I found:
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AuthorFun-loving mom to 4 kids and 1 big puppy. Fifth grade teacher of amazing little people who have never ending things to share with me. Love to discuss Jesus, diy projects, and life. Trying to keep it simple: Love Jesus, love people. Archives
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