Packing, packing, and more packing

Today was spent - you guessed it!- packing. My dad is moving to Cape Cod on Monday, and so I had to pack up all my belongings because I will not be back to the Dedham house before he moves.

Now, my mom and I have done more than our fair share of moving. I therefore thought I would be at least experienced, if not advanced at packing by now, but I did not account for the sheer volume of stuff that I have! Unlike my mom, my dad has lived in the same house for nearly sixteen years now. And my goodness, I have accumulated quite a lot in that decade and a half! While much was donated or tossed, I also recovered some real gems, like the beautiful rocking horse my Grandpa made me in 1995.

My feet and back are feeling the solid nine hours of packing I did today, but at least everything is all boxed up! Tomorrow, I resume with even more (yes) packing, as I fill up the car for Saturday's Big Move to the Big Apple.

My favorite view - from my desk

It is quite a bittersweet feeling to leave my childhood home once and for all, but exciting adventures await me elsewhere. So long, dear Beech Street!

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