So the packing has begun and what a pain it is boxing up ... life. Here's just a couple of things that I packed yesterday which I thought I'd also share with you.
First up -- no, not a lot of beer -- all the letters and cards we've received from you over the years! We've kept most of them and stored them in a highly sophisticated filing system:
Second, a whole pile of random things. See what you can see in this picture. Again, it makes us look like total alcoholics. I'll deny it again despite the mounting evidence. I love corks and intend to make some sort of cork board thing or picture frame out of them.
Note the laminated "risk tolerance matrix" guidelines from one of my old workplaces beneath it. There's a lot of project management manuals beneath all those corks and I think that sums up the profession quite well. (If you can't plan or manage risk, just drink!) Also you will see a ballet shoe sewing kit and, if you look real closely, nice wooden wedding ring boxes straight from Wales. Finally, a badge I got at my last tall ship festival in Los Angeles in 2005 when I was the first mate aboard the Exy Johnson. "I'd rather be training cabin boys".
Don't worry everyone -- my extensive shell collection is coming with us. This line up represents a lifelong obsession with the beach and salt water in general. My Mom grew up down the Jersey Shore and I spent many a summer down there picking through debris to find the best treasures. I do the same down here in Houghton, Princess, Lyall, Island and Owhiro Bays. Yay shells!
The funniest thing about packing -- and potentially what makes it subconsciously so unpleasant -- is that you come across things from years and years ago and you start to feel old. Remember these bus passes? We've come so far since then (both in technology and price! Thanks Celia!).
Even me who loves to throw things out has a hard time when packing time comes around. It really makes you stop and think about the time that's passed, the stuff you've collected, and the things you've done (or not done!). And despite the fact that we've tried to minimise the amount of stuff we've gathered up, there's still quite a pile:
And this is just a portion of the six years. Imagine what happens in twenty years!