ONE-WAY

Last week I bought my one-way ticket to Egypt. I could not fall asleep after I hit the "PAY" button. Ever since then, mass amounts of adrenalin have been running through my body. As I have been selling stuff I get a little high, which gives me energy here and there. But, the one-way ticket to a foreign country has really thrown me for a loop. As I looked around my room last night I realized I have really made a dent in my packing. Tonight I shredded two big boxes of paper; bills, pay checks, and bank statements, from at least six years. I have really prided myself in the fact that whenever I move (once a year) I get rid of stuff, I throw stuff away, give stuff away, or sell it. So, why do I have papers from six years ago? I love spring cleaning, THIS is the ultimate. I am determined to make everything fit into two boxes. If I still have stuff that wont fit in the two boxes, it is gone. That does not include the few things I will be leaving in my brothers care. Those are things that no one will want to buy, but they are not garbage.