Wednesday, April 29, 2020

You know what I hate? Packing.

This is not someone anyone looks forward to, I don't think. If you do then I boldly declare there is something wrong with you. By the time I get to the end I either start throwing stuff in boxes without caring whether or not I actually want/need it, threaten to burn it all down, or toss it all in a donate pile to sit in the back of my car for a month. The dumpster is also a solid choice.

I've been in a stalemate with my packing. It feels like I keep packing boxes but the pile of stuff doesn't get any smaller. It's' cool, it's fine...but it's going to be (next) Thursday before I know it and I'm going to be all, "Ummmmmm...yes?" when the movers come a couple of days later and say, "Everything goes?" I'm glad I'm super decisive in all the other aspects of my life.

Although I've been looking for tons of excuses to not pack there are two things I've been avoiding even more: grading DBQs and writing notes to my AP kids for their exam in a couple of weeks. Honestly, I like doing the last thing but it can be tedious. I had an assembly line going for a while when I was gung-ho on getting it done and wrote 2/3 of my letters in a couple of days. Now I have roughly 30 to go and, while I know I'll get them done before the end of the weekend, it seems kind of overwhelming right now. Then again, it's better than having 80 left so I'll take this victory.

Side note: Am I the only one who kisses envelopes before putting them in the mailbox? I think it's supposed to send them with love or something but I do it all the time. The bills I pay the old-fashioned way? Sent with love. Letters to friends and family? Sent with love. Birthday cards? Love. Sympathy cards? Love. Filling up mailer envelopes with all the junk mail I get and mailing them back? All. The. Love.

Right now the easiest way for me to avoid doing things I should be doing is Starz. I've become obsessed with "The White Queen," and I'm super sad I'm on the last episode right now but it segues right into "The White Princess" and then "The Spanish Princess" which I've already seen but will totally watch again so I can watch them all in order. Speaking of period drama...today a kid was telling me that Monster and Rockstar stopped working for them so they moved on to Bang and Reign and I was all, "The show on CW?" and they replied, "Worst show CW has ever made." First of all, I was surprised they knew what I was talking about. Second of all, WHAT?! I'll admit it was cheesy and ridiculous but it's for teenagers. It's supposed to be filled with angst and misunderstandings and hyperactive egos.

Every once in a while it makes me wish for a someone but those moments are fleeting and I remember that being happy as a solo entity is what it's all about. I do enough caring for...well, pretty much everyone as it is. Having a significant other would mean time is being taken away from someone and, if I were a betting (wo)man, I'd say the person it would take the most away from would be me because I would agonize over whether or not everyone I cared about was being loved and valued as best as I could.

That's the kind of stuff that keeps me up at night: if others can feel and fully understand the love I have for, or try to show, them. It doesn't have to be returned; love isn't about equity. It does make me think of the King George himself..."it's only love if you're loved in return..." but I respectfully disagree, George. Sometimes you have to love someone who can't or won't love themselves.

And that's a LOT of people in my life these days.

Aubs

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