moving

I tell you what about stress, i am getting to know the sight of it very well. this weekend is our time to say goodbye to our beloved apartment and move on to bigger and better things(also know as brooke and ryans). as i pack up all of our belongings, i find myself thinking we have way to much stuff. i am constantly saying "there it is, i have been looking for that!" as it had fallen into the black hole of a closet or behind a dresser. but i as i come across the old dusty remote we had been missing, i wonder do we really need it. the good thing about packing is it makes me make a decision. do i really need this enough that i want to pack it up and have to unpack it again in the fall? or is it unnecessary to have and we can part with it right here and now. what a difficult decision, and not best made when it is 10 at night and you are exhausted and just now beginning the packing for the night. i feel when justin isn't here to stop me, i throw out a lot more than i originally planned and just call it consolidating. but as more and more stuff is put into boxes the reality becomes more real. the routine i loved is disrupted. i cant wait until this is all done and i can begin again.