I recently moved so I could be closer to work. Boxes upon boxes, but mostly just a big mess. I was completely overwhelmed. Someone recently told me that I was a “pack rat”, and I refused to come to terms with that, up until now. You see life is full of memories, and I am a bit sentimental. I figured that if I kept a little something from each memory, (good and bad), that I would always be reminded of who I was, where I came from, and who I strive to be today. Real cute… right? Cute is not the word I would use to describe the sight of me trying to cram years of memories into just a few boxes. Moving is a real b*tch to say the least.
If your’e organized, you’ll pack each room separately, and you’ll label the box. Well the name of my blog is JessTheMess. I’m not a mathematician, and chances are neither are you. But it doesn’t take a genius to put two and two together… And it doesn’t take a genius to figure out that I am not the most organized person. Anyway, I shoved my belongings into boxes, and couldn’t bare the thought of parting with my years of memories. I lugged the boxes into my car, drove to the end of the drive way, and I sat there for a moment and thought good and hard about my new beginning. Did I really want to bring items from my failed marriage, years of struggle, and hand me downs with me? I took a deep breath, wiped my cry baby tears off of my face, and I said f*ck it. I unloaded the car, I threw the boxes on the curb, and I drove away. JessTheMess did something that was not so messy. Miracles do happen.
I am sure you’re wondering how you could apply this story to your life. The fact is we all have boxes. In fact we are all sitting in one right now. I challenge you to ask yourself, are you happy with the box that you are in? Did you place yourself inside of that box? Or have you allowed others to place you where you are at today? We often spend our lives living for others. We worry about what others may think, say, or do if we step outside of our box and build a new one. Society has grown to become the ruler of our lives. I am here to tell you that you are the Queen/King of your life. You are in complete control.
Go ahead, get that box cutter and break free. Bust out that bish and build yourself a new box. Renovations start now.
Forever,
JessTheMess
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