Books & Clothes: The Sacrifice
April 13th, 2008
One of the BEST feelings in the world to me is waking up in the morning/afternoon, thinking I don’t have to get up, and sleeping for another couple hours. I fully deserve any curses that come from the love of sleep.
So yeah, I did get up at noon today. Bren fell asleep on the couch last night while we were watching The Devil Wears Prada and since she had taken her contacts out, I left her sleeping on the couch when I went to bed at about 3:00 a.m.
It was heart-wrenching, but I managed to pull around fifty unwanted, unneeded, unloved...I manged to pull fifty books off my shelves that I could part with without becoming emotionally distraght. My books had been sitting patiently, stacked in a laundry basket at the end of my bed for over a week, so Rick finally boxed them up and dropped them off at the Literacy Council when he went into town this afternoon. Amazingly enough Rick only joked once that I hadn’t even made a small dent in my collection by sacrificing fifty. Psh.
While Rick went to town Bren drove us to the BX to pick out a gift to exchange at a sleepover she’s at tonight. It was no small feat getting out the door. Last week I forced Bren to go through her closet and dresser and remove every item she no longer wears, wants, or has outgrown. The result is, now it’s slim pickins in there and little Miss isn’t getting one penny for new clothes until the end of next month. It’s torture, I tell you. One would think it would actually be easier and quicker to get dressed if you had fewer outfits to choose from, but that’s not the case here. I’m failing to understand how getting dressed is more difficult and time consuming for Bren since she got rid of everything she no longer wore, wanted, or fit into. I asked her this very non-rhetorical question and she responded Because now I don’t have anything to wear! If I may bang my head on the table awhile and borrow a response favored by teens nation-wide….
Whatever.
By 7:30 p.m. Bren was safely at her BFF’s house. Rick and I decided against going to a movie in town and instead went to Subway for dinner and got Michael Clayton at BlockBuster. (Gas was $3.70 a gallon in North Pole today; $3.57 on-base) After watching the movie (which I actually really liked) and some on-the-edge-of-your-seat exiciting World Tournament poker (end sarcasm here), I settled into my book and Rick called it a night.
We are moving. I promise to write about it before midnight Sunday.
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