I have begun the arduous process of moving back home. I have not lived at home since the summer after my freshman year of college. Even then, I was not truly moved in. My room at home is a little used room often referred to in other households as the "guest bedroom". Therefore, I am not comfortable residing in said room for long periods of time. Clearing out an old dresser to move my clothes in feels odd. Even odder is the little row of dress shoes, shoes which I imagine might not be worn again for a very long time, looking a tad forlorn under the dresser.
My friends who are also in the process of moving back home (oddly enough, none of us seem to have any idea what we are doing with our lives and are all capitalizing on the free rent provided by the Mom and Dad Rental Co.) have been discussing how we all seem to belong on the show Hoarders: Buried Alive.
Fun relics discovered include, but are not limited to:
-an unopened box of 3.5" floppy discs, unusable by any relevant computer
-Who's Who in the Bible: An Illustrated Guide
-a Hillary 2008 campaign poster
-American Girl paper dolls
-frog magnet from Costa Rica
-leftover wallet sized senior portraits from high school
-a small pouch containing 1000 Lebanese livres, 2 Bahrainian dinars, 1 Euro
I want a senior pic, damnit.
ReplyDeleteHoarders is my favorite show of all time. Did you know that? You must have known because we love each other. Also, now that I have discovered our FB group, I am systematically reading through your blog. It's quite entertaining so far.
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