I gave my notice at work. I don't have anything lined up, or a solid idea of where I'm going, but I will NOT be here after the end of May, so in my mind, that's a start.
Now normally, I'd be panicked without some sort of plan, even if it was just a back-up plan, but for some reason, I'm not. I'll be okay.
So I've been half-packed to move for over a month. That might have something to do with why I don't feel nervous about leaving-- I can't WAIT, so it's hard to think past move-out day.
As I've been sorting all my things and packing, I've discovered everything I own can be placed into one of four categories:
1) Necessities/Practicalities: Things like a toothbrush, food, pillow, towels, bike, REAL maple syrup, pocketknife, knee brace and the bare essentials of clothing.
2) Fluff: Things I WANT, that may make my life more interesting or fun, but I don't actually NEED to survive from day to day, like computer, dvds, pens, and most people would say books, but I list them in that first category.
3) Memorials: Pictures, trinkets I picked up in foreign locales, presents people have given me...
4) Everything else. I don't know why I have this stuff, I rarely use it, don't really want it, but can never seem to find it when I'm throwing stuff out or using things up.
My mission in life, for the end of this month, is to completely eradicate that fourth category, and severely weed out the second. Bailey's been helping by eating or otherwise destroying everything she doesn't think I really need (clothes, computer cords, headphones, cardboard boxes for packing things, my bike...)
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