It's the first step and so it's happy and yet it's a bit nostalgic. Because I realized that you can fit alot of memories into one box. I completely cleared Alexi's closet of all the unused memory clothes that I had sort of stored in there. Like my Letterman's jacket, my first hawaiian shirt (aka the godawful shirt that Alexi first saw me wear) and just a whole bunch of other things. I'm a bit misty right now, especially when I placed that shirt in the box (come on, I can't get rid of that shirt, it's so ugly that I'm attached to it, even though I'm likely never to wear it again for the fact that it's so ratty and old.). But yes I even found two items that I need (my basic training certificate and my technical training certificate, all of which I need in which to prove that I have technical computer skills) which have been packed in the white box in which all my VERY IMPORTANT ITEMS go.
This is the last month in an era. It sort of makes me want to cry because well it was a very wonderful 8 years... 8 years? how can that even be possible. I went through my military career, my marriage, that bad bad bad point just before and just after I came out, and then the past three years. It's so unreal.
I managed to get a garbage bag filled with clothing that is going to go to the Idaho Youth Ranch, but I also got a box full of items that I'd never ever part with. (In retrospect I was going to keep my prom dress and give away my wedding dress.. but then I remembered that technically I was only married to a man once, and he ended up being a very important person in my life, I'm not going to give up that dress either. Besides Matt Cross technically wasn't worth the memories anyways.). Am I going to get weepy over every box? Probably. Heh.
Now to put on some make-up to cover up the sniffle stains and head on to work.
Yes it's the growing near the end of an era, but you know.. it's going to be the start of a new one.