Pearly Whites
No matter how many other things I have to do, I cannot pull myself away from baking, sewing, or making a mess out of something. I often find myself with an apron around my hips and a wisk in my hand when I am stressed out--particularly when I should be slaving over manila envelopes and portfolio copies. Today's procrastination has resulted in Sweet Potato Doughnuts with Maple Icing.
Yesterday was a little more productive...I went through a pile of stuff that was beginning to overtake my dining room. It is very hard for me to throw things out. I am very nostalgic. I cling to so many artifacts that I have collected throughout my life; I identify myself by these things. I have a terrible memory and am quickly reminded of specific events by a button, greeting card, yearbook quote, or ticket stub. I know that it is ridiculous to hold on to such things, that they are things. For some reason, that doesn't help.
I have a hope chest full of things that need to be thrown out. In said hope chest, I have a box. with homework.. from high school. Why?! I feel like if I throw it out, I will regret doing so some day. I have a Rubbermaid container in Ephraim's closet with cheer leading trophies, varsity letters, dance competition ribbons, and I can't even tell you what else. I still have boxes at both of my parents houses.
After having Ephraim, I've learned that these things aren't really necessary to keep around. That I need to make room for his trophies, whether they be from cheer leading or whatever activity he should chose. I'm learning (notice the -ing. not -ed. we are in the process here) that things are things. That doesn't mean it isn't taking me some time to get rid of them. (And Jason, this does not include the "most awesome clothes ever" box in the closet!)
Anyhow, I ended up with a whole bag of stuff! I even let go of my old Dell (if only it were so easy to get rid of the payments) I tossed greeting cards, some art supplies, and other random school stuff. I think I'll wait a few weeks before another purge...
Ephraim has been doing some growing himself. More of the physical nature...


Teeth! My baby has teeth! Two of them!! He's growing up way too fast :(
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