My Name is Ariel & I Was a Pack Rat
I used to be a pack rat...a pack rat mind you is very different from a hoarder...hoarders are those people that can't see their floor because they have so much stuff all over their homes and they have to create little paths around their house so they can get from room to room. Okay. A pack rat is a person that keeps every little thing that might be worth something or that holds even the smallest amount of emotional attachment and they keep them in boxes and put away somewhere that they take up enormous quantities of space. As of today I am a former pack rat!
When I moved from college to home I brought all I had and left quite a bit of it in boxes in my parents house and then when I moved from my parents house to the house I'm in now I just grabbed all my crap that wasn't already packed and chucked it into boxes and then grabbed all the already boxes and brought it all over here. Instead of moving ALL the crap a second time I decided I would grow up and go through my stuff and sort out things I would need again or had extreme sentimental value and then split the rest into two piles, trash and goodwill. One trip to the dump and one trip to Goodwill today and I was halfway through. I just need to make one more trip to each location and I should be good to go! I've got my boxes down to the bare minimum and the only things left to pack are the kitchen and my bedroom. HOORAY! I have to say I hate packing and moving. But I am very excited for what life has to offer me.
Now if only I could find a good home for my dogs. I am still looking for one so if ANYONE at all knows of someone that would like a dog or if you want one, please contact me asap! I only have about 6 more days to find them a good home before I have to fall into severe panic mode. I do NOT want to take them to the SPCA so I keep praying for a good home for them. Any and all help is welcome!
When I moved from college to home I brought all I had and left quite a bit of it in boxes in my parents house and then when I moved from my parents house to the house I'm in now I just grabbed all my crap that wasn't already packed and chucked it into boxes and then grabbed all the already boxes and brought it all over here. Instead of moving ALL the crap a second time I decided I would grow up and go through my stuff and sort out things I would need again or had extreme sentimental value and then split the rest into two piles, trash and goodwill. One trip to the dump and one trip to Goodwill today and I was halfway through. I just need to make one more trip to each location and I should be good to go! I've got my boxes down to the bare minimum and the only things left to pack are the kitchen and my bedroom. HOORAY! I have to say I hate packing and moving. But I am very excited for what life has to offer me.
Now if only I could find a good home for my dogs. I am still looking for one so if ANYONE at all knows of someone that would like a dog or if you want one, please contact me asap! I only have about 6 more days to find them a good home before I have to fall into severe panic mode. I do NOT want to take them to the SPCA so I keep praying for a good home for them. Any and all help is welcome!
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