I HATE PACKING

I really do. I don't know how I got it into my head that it was a good idea to live a lifestyle that involves packing up your life every two years. I've lugged six Hefty bags of clothes and shoes out to donate, and I still have too much crap. I used to think of myself as a person who didn't have a lot of stuff. Clearly I was mistaken. I laid out all my clothes on my bed today, in piles according to type of clothing, and filled up another Hefty bag of everything that I hadn't worn in a year. Barely made a dent. Heretofore, loyal blog readers (all three of you), I vow not to buy anything other than that which I need.