Monday, January 06, 2014

Where The Junk Isn't


Yesterday I finally found five stamps I'd lost, and I'm not joking when I say I feel really good about it. That's a whole $2.30.

Besides stamps, though, I found a few other things. Like the floor in my bedroom and closet, the quilt on my bed, the top of my nightstand. These had been, previously, stacked with the detritus of a crazy December, my still-unpacked suitcase full of shoes from Palm Springs, and the mountain of clean laundry that needed sorting, folding, and hanging up. We've been Christmasing around this mess, closing the door on our shame and hoping I'd find time for it before I went back to school. Well, I did, but only at the very last minute and only because I was so bummed about going back to work that I spent the whole day in sweatpants, watching The Good Wife.

Hey, you know how I know I'm getting old? I stash Chapstick and hand cream everywhere. When I start jamming Kleenex up my sleeves, we'll know I've made the full transformation into my grandma.

I'm back at school today, but also (hopefully) making a stop by the post office to turn in my passport application. Making good on my resolution to get going this year, by first doing the thing I am most afraid of in the world. The thing I avoid like the plague. No, not travel. Not other people.


1 comment:

  1. When I was 23,* I delayed submitting the paperwork for my car loan refinance until literally the last day of the five-month grace period.

    The paperwork took five minutes.

    *I'm still 23