the non-clothing items (see picture on the right), are proving a little more tasking as i compile a list. fortunately, most of these things are small: toothpaste/toothbrush,
razors, deodorant, sunscreen and the like... but then there are the pesky pillow, sheet sets, and towels. but, if there's room, i'm bringing my robe. and no that's not up for debate. shared bathroom, shared living space, and not being able to wear shorts above the knees (read: i am taking my robe.)
cara took me out for a going away dinner tonight, and it made me realize how real this is. it's going to be so weird not living with her anymore. not going out to dinner, or watching house or grey's, or eating tons of chocolate. (ps. total deja vu right now as i sit her typing this on the couch watching the news. and that never happens. odd).
what i'm trying to get at, is life is about to change in so many ways. i think a lot is told just in when and how i say "i can't believe i'm going," or "i can't believe i'm leaving." i find myself using the two interchangeably, but my forefront feelings tend to denote which one becomes the current operative word.
this is all too insane. lots to be done, packing the clothes was not even half the battle. tackling this list is going to be difficult. but leaving so many people and so much i love?! let's just say its going to be a very long car ride to Florida.
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