I Hate Moving
Moving sucks. It really does. I'd be perfectly content to leave all of my items and myself in one location for the rest of my life. I see no need to load it all up, go down the road a ways and start all over again. Don't get me wrong, I like to travel and see new things. I just don't feel the need to take everything I own with me when I do it.
So we're getting read to move, a big move. Not down the street, out of state. Like over 700 miles away. I've been trying to go through things, figuring out what to sell and what to toss/donate. They say if you didn't unpack it from the last move, you should should just toss it out because you obviously don't need it.
This is bullshit.
None of my most valuable items have ever been unpacked since I moved from Seattle in 1991.
My original Mt. St Helen's ash in a glass peanut jar with a picture that 10 year old me drew of the eruption? Why would I unpack that? Other than to put it in a safety deposit box, I mean.
My half pint of actual Mercury? It's in an old, old, bottle with just a cork in it. It's wrapped in steel wool and put inside a small coffee can, not unlike the egg drop experiments in 9th grade physics class. I don't remember where I got it, but I'm sure as hell not going to give it up! One day it will come in handy. It's a rare item that you just can't get now days.
The Civil Defense surplus Geiger Counter that still works? Hell, you don't unpack that and show it around. All kinds of people will want you to go check radioactive stuff. That's staying where it is, thank you very much.
The half tube of Daisy brand BB's? Of course that's not going anywhere. No, I haven't had a BB Gun since I was 14. That doesn't mean I won't some day in the future. You never know.
If I should ever have kids I'll be dividing up old matchbooks from hotels on the east coast, playing cards from Las Vegas casinos and bottle opener keychains when I write my will.
I'm not a pack rat, I'm really not. I used to be, but then I got rid of a bunch of crap a few years ago. Now I'm down to the bare neccessities. And I have to pack it all up and take it on a big long journey across the country.
I hate moving.
So we're getting read to move, a big move. Not down the street, out of state. Like over 700 miles away. I've been trying to go through things, figuring out what to sell and what to toss/donate. They say if you didn't unpack it from the last move, you should should just toss it out because you obviously don't need it.
This is bullshit.
None of my most valuable items have ever been unpacked since I moved from Seattle in 1991.
My original Mt. St Helen's ash in a glass peanut jar with a picture that 10 year old me drew of the eruption? Why would I unpack that? Other than to put it in a safety deposit box, I mean.
My half pint of actual Mercury? It's in an old, old, bottle with just a cork in it. It's wrapped in steel wool and put inside a small coffee can, not unlike the egg drop experiments in 9th grade physics class. I don't remember where I got it, but I'm sure as hell not going to give it up! One day it will come in handy. It's a rare item that you just can't get now days.
The Civil Defense surplus Geiger Counter that still works? Hell, you don't unpack that and show it around. All kinds of people will want you to go check radioactive stuff. That's staying where it is, thank you very much.
The half tube of Daisy brand BB's? Of course that's not going anywhere. No, I haven't had a BB Gun since I was 14. That doesn't mean I won't some day in the future. You never know.
If I should ever have kids I'll be dividing up old matchbooks from hotels on the east coast, playing cards from Las Vegas casinos and bottle opener keychains when I write my will.
I'm not a pack rat, I'm really not. I used to be, but then I got rid of a bunch of crap a few years ago. Now I'm down to the bare neccessities. And I have to pack it all up and take it on a big long journey across the country.
I hate moving.
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