Well, it looks like my housing situation is solved. The girl I'm subletting from isn't coming back until January now, so I'm moving into the room she would have been coming back to (she would have been switching to the smallest room), and staying there until New Year's. It'll be super-small, but also cheaper, so that works. It's much better than having to move.

This past week, I decided to go through some of my stuff and get rid of a lot of crap, since I'll be moving to a smaller place and I'm realising that my pack-rat tendencies are as strong as ever. I threw out five years worth of bank statements from 4 different banks. I found all my letters FROM Dalton, so I'll scan and post them sometime. I found letters from friends from over the years, most of which I finally recycled. I gathered about 100 snapshots that have been sitting in various boxes, bought a photo album, and organized them. I found a ton of encouraging cards from friends, sappy little letters from my mom about how she loooooves me (aww!), and gifts that I had totally forgotten about. Sometimes I really puzzle about what to do with things. Like, when I was 16, and a boy proposed to me with a ring from a candy machine... and when the 25-year-old me still has that ring and thinks it's awesome, but what to do with it? I'd also like a way to file cards from people. I guess I could find a photo album type of book, one that doesn't have photo-sized slots, because most cards don't fit in there. Most cards can go to the recycling bin, but the "thank you for being part of my wedding" ones, the "I think I'm losing my faith" ones, the "you have been such a good friend to me" ones, the "hann, here is a year's worth of birth control placebo pills" ones (what can I say, my sister is the funniest girl ever!) — these cards are important to me. I've always been a words of affirmation kind of girl.

I think I'll always have a box of sentimental crap. I just need to learn to limit the size of that box.