bags of trash

Thursday June 14th 2007 12:03 PM PST

Everybody eventually moved out of their parent's house. Some sooner, some later, but there is always stuff left behind. I still have boxes of shit in my parent's attic and need desperately to get it out of there so its not taking up space at their place. I guess what you need is a good kick in the ass to clean the remaining shit out.

That's what Jen got the other day, but without the kick, and without the cleaning.

Valerie is home with an infection, and Nicole is taking care of her during the day. They were quite busy, and dug into the task of moving the bed in Jen's old room. Well it just so happens that Jen did clear out all her crap from her room a couple years ago. Well all but the MASS of SHIT under her bed. So it needed to be moved.

We're over the drama (or at least i think we're over the drama) of putting all of Jen's remaining childhood belongings in a large number of trash bags. We're over the drama of no heads up or a call. We've moved on. That was all yesterday. Jen only cried a few times over all this. Not that much drama. No harm done. (Don't you love the way i belittle Jen's feelings here? Don't worry i'm being sarcastic if you didn't notice)

SO... WE've moved on.

More importantly is all the cool stuff Jen's pulled out of the large number of trash bags.

I got home yesterday and Jen made me read a letter that her mom had written to her when she was at summer camp. She's cried when she found it, and she was laughing her ass off now. I started reading... it was classic Patricia. The normal whats what of their activities... then into the more important issues. She's included a pen with the package, and it is to be used to mark any of Jen's clothing that has not already been marked. There a specific instructions for placement of name tags, name tags that are already attached, and where to put the name in the event of the missing nametag.

Then simply do EVERYTHING all camp instructors tell you to do. Be careful with the Guns. Don't walk in front of the guns while they are being shot.

I was laughing. Jen was crying again.

I wondered what else had been put in the trash bags. I found that simply Jen had kept EVERYTHING. She had a stack of teen heartthrob magazines sitting on the kitchen floor. One of the issues had Richard Greico VS Johnny Depp on the cover. HAHAHAHAHHAHA. Then shockingly i pick another on up to find an entire article about Wil Wheaton. I'm going to scan a few, they are awesome.

There are old scan trons, letters, homework, EVERYTHING. Its the one thing i keep thinking about with Paige. Where do you keep everything. How can you keep things organized over YEARS. Things are going to be lost. They'll get stuffed under beds somewhere, and even though they look like they belong in the trash, they're the most valuable things to a person.