I’m now taking up both of my phone lines so that i can commute from my room to the massive pile of my belongings on the first floor without losing internet access except for while on the stairs. How sick is that? And i claim i would be able to live for a few days without it…
On the packing side, i was just at once comforted and horrified by a single discovery: one whole box from my dorm room contained 12 sheet music books, and hangers. It was full. It was a rather large box. I meticulously picked each hanger out of the jungle of intertwined plastic and arranged them all neatly in a trash bag. I easily had a hundred hangers in my closet at school. A hundred! Where am i going to hang all that stuff in the apartment?
However, the posistive part was that this box was big enough to dispose of dead bodies in and now it’s just got a teeny pile of sheet music in it. I might have cut down on a whole car-trip by disposing of it! The obvious next step is to weed out 50 of the 100 t-shirts i obviously had hanging in my room.