Mike and I are moving in together. Into his house. This means that I’ve
been
spending my evenings after work sorting and boxing. This pile for the garage
sale, that pile for storage, and a final pile that will move with me. When I
began, the pile to move with me was the largest. Slowly though, I’ve been
dumping more and more into the garage sale pile.

It is good to know that someone will use the album that my wedding photos
used to be in, the unused and even unopened wedding gifts, the couch Kevin
and I bought for our house from the Furniture Factory Outlet. It feels lovely
to get rid of these things, and with them the responsibility to care for the
memories they held.