And by pack, I mean eat pasta and watch Emma (BBC version, not Gwyneth Paltrow).
My favorite part of Emma thus far is the first Mr. Angelina Jolie, Johnny Lee Miller. He is very attractive but probably a pervert. That is the only conclusion I can draw from his interactions with Jolie.
Packing is going decently, though I really have just shifted piles from the bedroom to the now empty apartment; EB moved out taking all her belongings, which was pretty much the entire apartment.
I have managed to sort through my books and set aside a portion to donate to the library. I will also donate my VHS tapes. So next library sale at Tualatin library, you could be the proud owner of several late '90s and early '00s romantic comedies.
I do like the part of moving that involves getting rid of junk. Every time I pick some thing up I ask, Do I need this?
*Old magazines? No.
*Jeans with a hole in the seat? No.
*A poster of Daniel Craig? Yes.
*A set of curlers that no longer heat? No.
*Twenty purses? Hell yeah!
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