Out with the Old

The summer is whizzing by. I am holding on to it by a thread. Before I know it, autumn will be here to kick me out of my home state. Slightly frightening.

My home is in shambles. We've sold furniture, the kind of furniture that holds the pieces of your life together. Books, movies, letters, bills, clothes... we take for granted the darling little contraptions known as SHELVES and BOOKCASES that assist in organizing the stuff of our lives in an aesthetically pleasing manner. All the items that once populated my furniture are now strewn across the floor in little piles that are building an empire against me. Oh, how I loathe the piles. And they know it, too. Sometimes when I get home, I feel like the piles have grown taller. They might be plotting against me. 

We just have crap everywhere. It's grossing me out.

Good thing: We had our garage sale, and it was a successful day. We really purged stuff. We are trying to simplify our life so that move as little as possible with us. There is just no need to haul junk all over the country and then try to find a place to put it. We only need the essentials. We will be re-building when we move. Ikea better get ready.

We are currently trying to figure out how to store our bikes when we get up there. There is no storage in our building, so I guess we could lock them up on the street, but that seems like a broken lock waiting to happen. 

The best thing that happened to me and Stevie was 4th of July. We packed up our car (her name is Penny) and we got out of town for the weekend to celebrate our 4 year anniversary. Four years! We almost can't believe it. We went down to Rosemary Beach, which is located between Destin and Panama City. It was such a peaceful and relaxing weekend. We actually processed what in the world is happening to us. Sometimes when you're in such a "go, go, GO!" -mode, you tend to become desensitized to living. I have to remember that I am a human being, not a human doing. I've been doing a lot of "stuff" but not really living the fact that this is my last summer in Georgia. I don't know when or if we will ever move back here. So I want to really live. Not just run around with to-do lists and errands and chores. Sorry for the rant. Back to Rosemary. It was awesome. So awesome, in fact, that we only took 2 photos the entire time we were there.

All in all, our trip was a much-needed break from reality. And now we're back to reality. Pass the moving bins.