My parents and younger sister are anxiously awaiting a mission call that could arrive any day now. Plans are being made, affairs are being put in order and in a magnanimous gesture I decided to accept responsibility for the myriad boxes of books and various mementos they've been storing for me for the last 10+ years. Thus giving them room to store their own things while they rent their house out. I know, I know...very generous of me. Anyway, last night they delivered the first of many boxes with the intent I'll empty out the boxes over the next week and give them the empties when they deliver the next shipment. The first tub I went through last night was full of books which didn't take me too long to go through. I found that many of them were titles I purchased a second time in the years since they were packed up. So those duplicates all went into a bag to sell back to Powell's. The second tub took much MUCH longer to go through as it contained such items as my middle school yearbooks (is it just me or did my awkward period last longer than everyone else's?) and high school journals (oh, the angst). Who knows what next week's boxes will bring.
Speaking of the yearbooks, I went to middle school with a kid who is now quarterback for the Philadelphia Eagles. Do you think I could sell them to some fan?
Other items I came across:
* a letter my 15-yr-old self wrote to my 22-yr-old self (apparently I thought I'd be fully established in adult-land at 22)
* A high school paper on Antigone
* Phoenix Coyotes hockey puck
* small plastic Baltimore Orioles helmet
* high school diploma
* pencil with a fuzzy giraffe's head and the question "wanna neck?" (I think I got that when I was ten. Scandalous!)
* high school i.d. cards
* family picture at my sister's wedding circa 1989 - oh my!
* score sheet from a laser-tag outing at Ricks
* seventh grade science award
2 comments:
I love it! Especially because I am the same way!! Oh the crazy stuff we hang on to. But you don't want to throw it away, you may need it, or it has sentimental value, or if nothing else it gives you a laugh the next time you go through the box!! Good luck sorting and reminiscing:)
It reminds me of all the boxes I need to go through too! Such memories to think about and laugh about. Enjoy! I always hope that each time I go through them I am ready to let more and more go.
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