And a picture of me at age twelve.

I am finally going to throw away my junior high and high school yearbooks. Last night I wondered, why did I drag them from California at all, why have I been lugging these around for so long? I hated school! And all those people who got pictures in the activity pages? I happy not to be reminded of 97% of them!

I'm going to take photos or scans of the signed end pages, so as not to incur uncertainty regret later. Then, good riddance!

( But there are some things worth keeping. )

I'm optimistically going to say that I am 50% packed, but over 75% organized. I made my reservation this afternoon (I'm driving). I have an appointment for one last hair cut from Christopher. Addresses are switched. And I still have a week before I leave!