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hung up the phone. Pack what you need for
to the door. Blankets, supplies, hardtack.
In life, when the baggage gets too heavy, you have to put it down.
The pieces all fit together. Yet everything was falling apart.
Think from outside the box, collapse the box and take a fucking knife to it.
I closed the box and put it in a closet.
There is no real way to deal with everything we lose.
Some things we pack away, stick in the back of the closet, never expect to see again - but we can't quite make ourselves discard them. Like
His entired life bundled into wenty refuse sacks.
His and her memories bundle away in Holly's mind.
Each item unearthed dust, tears, laughter and memories. She bagged the items, cleared the dust, wiped her eyes and filed away the memories.
Someone who is all wrapped up in himself makes a very small package.
Up 5.15 a.m. thinking, packpackpack. I appear to have accumulated more things. How did this happen? I haven't shopped. Think my bath oils have bred.
It's rough to go through life with your contents looking as if they settled during shipping.
We live in a society where everything's packaged.
If you built the box, you can also break it down.
just in case" is the curse of packing
out and folding it against
Think outside the box, collapse the box, and take a fucking sharp knife to it.
To me, the most worrisome part of traveling comes before any of the traveling actually occurs: the suitcase-packing process. It's a challenging and anxiety-filled process - I am caught between wanting my suitcase to be light and worrying I am going to need every single item in my bedroom.
I'm a taped-together girl, but I can carry my own baggage.
Eventually, everything gets stuck between a pair of parentheses or buried in the bottom of a trunk.
Give me something to assemble, I won't look at the directions, I'll try to figure it out by myself. It's why I love Ikea furniture.
Packing is important because a lot of times I have to go places where I have to be in four different climates in three weeks. For example, Bosnia, Ireland, Rome. Different parts of Italy. You have to pack and get it down to a science.
He removed his unvaluable valuables and dumped his shirt, pants, and skivvies into a letter slot.
As she pulled away the shirt and jacket like so much wrapping paper on a gift.
When we unwrap presents, I tend to sit there with a bin liner trying to collect up the wrapping paper and thinking about which pieces I can reuse and which I will recycle.
she surveyed the chaos of her apartment and told herself, as she had almost every morning for the past two years, that she would start unpacking when she got home.
What on earth have you packed in here? Bricks?" asked Mo as he carried Meggie's book-box out of the house.
You're the one who says books have to be heavy because the whole world's inside them," said Meggie.
DAY 2: Start intentionally breaking things so you have a reason not to wrap and pack them.
I've never been very good at fitting into boxes.
Pack pack kill kill
Effective tidying involves only three essential actions. All you need to do is take the time to examine every item you own, decide whether or not you want to keep it, then choose where to put what you keep. Designate a place for each thing.
Unbutton, unzip, unclip, untie, undo, undress."
"Understood," she replied.
People who are wrapped up in themselves make small packages.
I am always surprised when I see several cameras, a gaggle on lenses, filters, meters, et cetera, rattling around in a soft bag with a complement of refuse and dust. Sometimes the professional is the worst offender!
small things comes in big packages.*
At home I've got 1,500 cook books and the spines have all gone, the pages are all torn - it's chaos.
She called it baggage. You're scared to open your suitcases and see what your mother packed.
Products shouldn't just work well, they must unfold well.
One of the most highly developed skills in contemporary Western civilization is dissection: the split -up of problems into their smallest possible components. We are good at it. So good, we often forget to put the pieces back together again.
All sliced up and sealed tight in baggies. Guess love makes you do funny things.
I have three boxes on my desk: In, Out, and Too Hard.
When a man is wrapped up in himself, he makes a pretty small package.
On the shelves along the wall my stacks. Jumbled and worn. Pagers curled and stained. Spines creased and cracked.
Toys to deftly pluck up like animal crackers and deposit safely into a crate decorated with friezes of bright circus trains carrying aardvarks, dodos, swift dromedaries, baby elephants, and plastic dinosaurs. A box of mixed metaphors.
When you finally strip away all the material things in your house and closets, you realize how much time and money was spent wasted on things that you never really needed in the first place.
If Mom was feeling ambitious, she scribbled a small list of items beneath the word, but seeing as her handwriting is virtually illegible, we won't know what's in each box until we actually open it. Like Christmas. Except we already own everything.
Life doesn't always hand you things in a neat package.
WINDOW OPENED and the tied-together
The Package is the Product, onomatopoeticized
As movers and the moved both know, books are heavy freight, the weight of refrigerators and sofas broken up into cardboard boxes. They make us think twice about changing addresses.
There are a lot of irritating aspects about large supermarkets for the wannabe eco-warrior, but the one that gets most of us hottest under the collar is packaging.
When the day came for me to leave, I sat on my front step with three suitcases, two boxes, and a teddy bear, the grand total of everything I owned. Neither of my parents was home.
If you are sending someone some Styrofoam, what do you pack it in?
Very few people know this, but I love organizational products and tools. One of my favorite places to shop are container stores where you can get bins, boxes and crates to organize your life.
Baggage is how you carry the good stuff.
You can't put something together again unless you've torn it apart first.
Letters are expectation packaged in an envelope.
Questing is hard. Fortunately, Thomas is here to spoon-feed them answers. We're one step away from him giving them an instruction sheet by Ikea, with cartoonish diagrams and a little goddess-slaying allen wrench.
It scares you: all the noise, the rattling, the shaking. But the look on everybody's face when you're finished and packing, it's the best smile in the world; and there's nobody hurt, and the well's under control.
The harder you had to work to open a package, the less you ended up caring about what was inside.
A box of tacks - might actually be something less obvious: a box and tacks.
But you have to realize, there is no such thing as this tidy little box you think you have to fold up and fit into; it simply does not exist. That's what I'm learning, learning as we speak.
A parcel
taken from one place to another, handed from one owner to another, unwrapped and bundled up at will
is all that I am. A vessel, for the bearing of sons, for one nobleman or another: it hardly matters who.
So many objects, so many memories. Each was being labelled and packed away in bags just as it was in her mind. To be stored in an area that would sometime be called upon to teach and help in future life.
I've got a lot of stuff in the bed of my truck.
Now I don't put things in the boxes anymore. I'm just focusing on right now.
documents, he placed them in a stiffened
The FedEx truck backed into the driveway with an irritating beeping. The team was ready, combat gear on, locked, and loaded.
The high shelf
Where you stacked the bad thing, hoping for calm,
Broke. It rolled down. It follows you to the end.
shopping trolleys
I travel regularly and have learnt to be very methodical as far as packing is concerned. For example, I always check the weather in advance of where I'm going to ensure that I've packed the right clothes.
What are you doing, Poirot?"
"I dissect rucksacks. It is very interesting.
I'm dumping the whole box back into your life Ed, every item of you and me. I'm dumping this box on your porch, Ed, but it's you, Ed, who is getting dumped.
Nobody knew what it was like to be torn between what it meant to be human and what it meant to be Pack better than me.
We have a storage close by where I live, that's very organised. My guitar tech, Matty organised it all, labeled everything.
Decluttering creates chaos before the calm.
And the people in the houses All went to the University And they got put in boxes Little boxes all the same, Little boxes all the same, Little boxes all the same, Little boxes all the same And they all come out all the same.
What's in the box? Not a severed head - again - I trust?" It seemed too small for that, fortunately. Cordelia's gray eyes glinted. "Now, now, Oliver. Bring home one dismembered body part, once, mind you, once, and people get twitchy about checking your luggage ever after.
This is everything I ever needed and never knew I wanted, wrapped up in the most beautiful of packages.
No matter how messy your house may be, tidying deals with physical objects. No matter how much stuff you may own, the amount is always finite.
This is the strange undoing of a collection, of a house and of a family. It is the moment of fissure when grand things are taken and when family objects, known and handled and loved, become stuff.
took the box, pulled off the ribbon, and opened it. Then
It was like the moment before you open a present, still hidden inside its box and wrappings; while you're waiting to find out what it is, the eagerness and impatience and curiosity and anticipation grip you in an even stronger, more thrilling way than you feel after you find out what's inside.
I scrambled to pack my things, glad I owned so little.
Being a Dad is the greatest, except for assembling things.
What I recognized is that you can't put it together. It's already together, and what you have to do is experience it being together.
father shoves things into what
The living all assemble! What's the cue?
Do what the clumsy partner wants to do!
A person wrapped up in himself makes a small package.
Being packed all the time, even when not in use, must feel something like going to bed on an empty stomach.
Next a big package was ransacked:inside, a pretty blue afghan. It overwhelmed her that in a store, thinking of his daughter, her father's impulse had been to wrap her in softness.
In a manner familiar to anyone who had ever packed a car for a family trip, genial confusion gave way to impatience, then furious ultimatums, then ill-advised snap decisions.
I peeked in the bag. Do you know what was in there? I'll tell you what was in there: a collapsible tray table. Is there any sadder purchase in this fucking world? Maybe a CD of C+C Music Factory's Greatest Hits, but that's about it.
The worlds smallest package is a person wrapped up in themselves.
It was like removing layers of crumpled brown paper from an awkwardly shaped parcel, and revealing the attractive present which it contained.
I buy a lot of electronics, some which I never take out of the box!
With your Christmas-Day-will-never-arrive-soon enough salivations, you anticipate the moment when, like voracious cub lions, you'll rip open the wrapping paper and feast off your every delicious present.
If I'd known how much packing I'd have to do, I'd have run again.
Open with my knife. Inside, carefully wrapped
Small Packages [10w]
Great things come in small packages
from a geological perspective.
I have a lot of stuff. Slowly I'm getting all my materials organized.