The Joys of Moving

I'm sure that you have noticed that my updates have been irregular and sometimes few and far between. This is because Isaac and I are in the process of moving to a new apartment. Here are some interesting things about moving:
-You have to pack all the stuff you won't need in the near future first. But you inevitably wish there were some things you left out.
-You always have way more stuff than you initially think.
-I like to have background noise, so here are the movies that I did not pack:

-Streaming Netflix (mostly episodes of Cheers) is another great way to drown out sounds of packing.
-I also had to keep some books available, so here are the books that I did not pack:

-Apartments look so much bigger without all the art and pictures and posters on the walls.
-Boys are odd about packing. Isaac has not packed yet because he informed me that he can pack and move all of "his stuff" in one day... In general I have a lot of stuff, and I certainly don't expect him to pack it all. However, if you want to get technical, all the dishes, silverware, glasses, mugs, almost all of the cookware, and (minus a couple pieces) all the furniture is mine. Interesting. I take that to mean that he no longer wants to use "my" stuff. Right? Not our stuff, no. I find his unwillingness to combine our things alternately amusing and frustrating. Plus, I have already packed some of his things so I am not sure why the courtesy is not two-ways. Anywho...
-Packing is stressful, hence some of my frustrations with Isaac and his with me. (He is very annoyed about how much stuff I have. And I really do have an insane amount of stuff, which I am trying to cut down with varying degrees of success.) My mom thinks it might be a miracle if we are still speaking by the time we get moved, haha! These issues have been since cleared up for the most part.
-It is easy to get distracted by watching the movies I set aside, reading, or playing Pokemon on my DS... which is something I don't do often otherwise.
-Just when you think you are making progress, you remember how much stuff you still have left to pack.

Memory, All Alone in the Moonlight, I Can Smile at the Old Days...

Recently my dad decided to move and sell the house. Unfortunately we are a whole family of pack rats so we have tons of things to go through. Between the basement, main level, and my bedroom, I have dug up tons of old things and memories. I am trying to be pretty ruthless in getting rid of all my (let's be honest) crap, but it has been tough. I am waaaay too sentimental for my own good.

The first day I was doing this, my mom and I worked namely in the basement. While we did get through all of my boxes down there, it's a scary place. Hence my protective equipment:

Yep, gloves! To protect me from spiders! (We didn't have another pair of gardening gloves, so snow gloves were the next best thing).

And look at some of the things I found in my boxes:

Pogs! Yep, that's right! I don't ever remember playing, but friends must have given me some.

VERY old clothes. Some of these things will be kept. I am determined to be a quilter one day, so the fabrics/memories will come in handy.

Lots of Polly Pockets which will hopefully make some other little kids happy soon.

And just because I can post them, here is the kitty (Faithful aka Fidge, Monster, Bug, etc.) and the doggie (Amber).

Once my dad sells the house, my brother or I get to adopt Amber. Luckily my mom will take the Fidge so they will go to good homes. My poor old doggie. She's about 13, has arthritis, and is just about deaf. Someone has to take her home, right? She's so sweet and loves everyone. And I would be happy to have a dog! At the moment I have a little hamster, but he's more than three years old (and if you don't know hamsters, three years is about the maximum lifespan). I've had him since he was born, his name is Pico, and I love him more than I love most people. I will be sad when he's gone, so Amber will be a great comfort for me. Just for fun, here is little Pico eating an apple!