This weekend, Matt and I did the "big" move, shuffling our stuff a couple hundred feet to a different unit, downsizing from a two bed/two bath to a one bed/one bath. In addition to pulling out our hair about how everything was going to fit in our new place, we got some great laughs over the crazy, silly, and sentimental stuff we found amidst the rubble...
My very first OU shirt (tear!)...
945 bobby pins. You think I'm kidding...
An Anthro candle I had stashed away for a special occasion...
My muscles (which are now sore noodles)...
A large stash of Glamour, Lucky, and InStyle magazines that in are desperate need of my reading attention...
A random ankle brace. Matt's humorous response and short lived plea to keep it: "I might hurt my ankle someday!"
Three separate stash piles of broken-but-I-swear-I'm-gonna-fix-it jewelry...
My notes from both semesters of grad school statistics. Hello trashcan!
Four half-read and never finished books next to my bed...
Over a dozen unburned Christmas candles. I prepare in advance for a cinnamon scented Christmas...
Matt's haven't-been-worn-since-high-school ski pants. If you save pants for 10 years without wearing them once, you are close to being submitted for an episode of Hoarders...
My 35 page grad school meta-theory paper that I wrote in 24 hours and got a big red "100" on. Don't judge me if I kept that for days I need a self-esteem boost...
Old love letters from Matt (swoon!)...
My P90X gear. Good thing that kick lasted a whole three weeks...
4 unopened bottles of Windex, compliments of Matt always "swearing" we're out...
A cute Juicy blazer I'd completely forgotten about. Hooray for "new" clothes...
Britney's fabulous 2008 Rolling Stone cover. Oh how I love her...
But the best find of the day?
Spice World on VHS. Hell yeah.
What "treasures" have you found during a move? :)