I have been cleaning out my room this past couple of days in order to make room for all the collegial stuff I have accumulated in the past four years. Right now, my college room sits in the garage as I try to clear enough junk out of my childhood room so that grown up me could fit in childhood me's room.
Three things I have rediscovered about myself:
1. Junior high me made poor fashion decisions. There was lots of plaid and flannel. But surprisingly, the manly shirts were easy to handle compared to others in my closet. Mother seems to be under the impression that if a lime green dress looked cute on me when I was thirteen, I should still be able to wear it to work in a few days. "Some pieces never go out of style." That's true, Mother, but the dress did a decade ago.
2. Little me horded lots of things. I have homework assignments and cards and toys from years and years ago. Other than not having room for those things in my room, I really don't mind though, because little me had really cool toys. And stamps. And a Ninja Turtles ruler I am totally going to start using again.
3. Young me was rich. Filthy rich. Especially for a kid with no steady job but two lucrative years of babysitting. I remember that on those rare occasions I got birthday or grandparents money (and believe me, they were rare), I always made a conscious decision to set some aside and man, did I do a good job. I discovered a lot of green in my secret drawer. Young me must have had great discipline. I love young me!
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