I had mentioned to a couple of you that I've started to dispose of my furniture & that I'm not sad to see it go. Well, that might not be entirely true.
Suzy stopped by this afternoon & took my twin bed, dresser, nightstand, and small bookcase with her. They all had to go because there's no way they'll ever fit in my car, but as we were loading up her truck, I realized that those were all my first pieces of furniture.
I had the bookcase in my freshman dorm room. Even though I'd had this piece the longest, I actually wasn't sad to see it go, but it's been a good little book case & has lived with me in 3 dorm rooms and 4 apartments in 3 different states. I bought the twin bed the summer before my junior year at USD. It was the first piece of real furniture I ever bought.
The pieces I was actually sad to see go were the dresser and nightstand. I bought them as kits at Pamida in Vermillion and took them home to Corsica to put together. My mom and I put them together, sanded them, and then painted the nightstand & stained the dresser. I had just finished a summer of being a camp counselor, and I was exhausted and crabby as all get out. I can't imagine that I was very fun to work with on the furniture building project, but mom helped me nonetheless.
What makes me sad is that getting rid of these things signifies the end of my long stint as a student. Not that I want to be a student still, but I think the end of anything is still sad even if it's an end I've been anxiously waiting for. But the end is now here, and it's definitely time to move on.
3 comments:
it's interesting what we connect with, what gives us security and holds our memories. but just think--there is new furniture out there just waiting for you!
i love seeing you, and nessa, going through this stage of life. The transition. It's tough and exciting and sad and ... everything all at the same time. I know it's different for you than it was for me, but still, there are similar elements.
I remember some grandma-type getting so excited when i was at that stage and telling her about everything, just because she loved it soo much. I'm going to be that old lady someday.
Interesting what you remember from the 'furniture project'.
I just remember how fresh and clean both pieces looked when we were done.
Aren't you glad!?!
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