Another Box Of Stuff....

I brought up another of the boxes from my parent's attic that I had in my storage locker. I didn't remember what was in it. There were birthday cards from childhood, letters, photos, mementos of the Great Alaskan Vacation of 1981. Things I'd forgotten I'd saved, but I'm glad I did. I just needed to go through it once, now I'll pack it all up, put it away, and maybe not take any of it out again for 20 years, who knows. I'm happy to have it all, I suppose I'm more sentimental than I care to admit.

Tonight's other thrills came from grocery shopping, and hauling three heavy bags up the stairs. There are 43 steps that separate my car from my front door. I only feel winded if, like today, I have to carry something up with me. I climb stairs all day at the office, too. On average, I'm up and down the office stairs 25 times a day. I think it's the main reason I stay thin, when I actually eat like crap most of the time- I climb so many damn stairs every day!
-Juliebata