19 March 2009

I hate packing

I’m issuing an open invitation to anyone who wants to haul away items of all description to come to my house and do so.

My wife and I will soon be moving, and so, we are packing up stuff. I hate packing. During the time I was in college and seminary—that is, until I was married—I tried to bring less and less with each semester and school year that passed. Maybe one clue suggesting my dislike of packing is that, instead of doing it, I’m writing a blog post about it.

I would like to think I’m making some kind of political statement about our insane consumerist society—or maybe a spiritual statement about drowning ourselves in possessions. And it is true that I get depressed when I feel crowded by “stuff.” I’ve never considered myself a practitioner of feng shui, but maybe there’s something to it! Then again, maybe I’m making up excuses.

By the way, did I say that I hate packing?

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