packing my stuff up once again makes me realize two things:
1. I have WAY to much stuff and need to stage an intervention on myself for my serious hoarding of silly crap
2. this is really happening and the humor of it is fading as the seriousness of where i am going is starting to sink in.
by the way, i really am sorting through a lot of my crap and Alysha and her grandmother are going to have a garage sale so by all means come by our crap!!!
