It was about 24 years ago when we last packed ourselves. Even though I know I’m a pack rat, I don’t think I realized the extent of it til I packed the drawers of the nightstand next to the bed. There are three drawers. The top drawer was pretty normal – hand lotion, a pen and notepad. OK . . 20 pens and 6 notepads. There was a little flashlight, a bottle of aspirin, a Kindle and the Kindle charger and probably 20 knitting needles. I never knit in the bedroom. Why were there knitting needles in that drawer and why didn’t I know they were there?
Second drawer – socks! Single socks. Not hand knitted socks but storebought socks. There must have been 15 or more socks. I often fold clothes on our bed and I guess when there’s a single sock, I stuck it in that drawer. For several years, we’ve been pinning our socks together when we take them off so I don’t end up with so many lost socks so I guess those have been in there for years.
Third drawer – All the little trinkets that come with the knitting yarn – pins, tea bags, trial sizes of SOAK wash, a few old pictures. This old picture surfaces every decade or so.
Those were the days for sure! We were either seniors in high school or in our first year of college. I don’t even remember where we took that picture – somewhere in Lake Charles I’m sure. It was either 1971 or 1972 so we would have been 17 or 18.
The picture gets packed, will probably go back into the nightstand drawer and if I’m lucky, we’ll never move again and some day, Chad will find it and wonder why on earth I kept that picture! Maybe I should write a note to him on the back of it so he at least knows that I expect him to find it, and be aggravated at me for all the things I kept . . and that doesn’t bother me at all now and surely won’t bother me if I’ve already departed this earth! 🙂