So I am busily packing and getting things organized for the big move this Saturday. I am still incredibly nervous to be making this move without a speck of a new home on the horizon. So far I am surviving on vague apparitions of possible roofs for my head. But I am exercising faith that the Lord has a placed picked out for me that is even better than the one I have now. Although this one is hard to beat I know he is up to the task.
The point of my post though. Tuesday evening I packed my closets (If you noted I did use the plural as in two. Count them, two. I am still not sure why I am moving). Anyway Tuesday evening I found myself pulling each article out of my closet one by one and weighing it in the balance of if I will want to wear it again in the near future (i.e. it should go to Sara's house) or not (i.e. to storage). Well I thought this might be a difficult task to determine which pieces should go and which should stay. However it turned out surprisingly easy and I will tell you why.
So I do not know how familiar you are with Jeff Foxworthy's routine but he does this part about the word ustacould and how rednecks think it is a real word. Well anyway guess which word kept playing over and over in my mind each time I pulled a new garment from the closet. That is right: ustacould (as in ustacould fit into that). I have to say it became a rather depressing event as the storage pile grew. But towards the end I did take hope when I remembered the second half of his joke: I ustacould. Give me a minute and I mightcould again.
It's my new motto.
The point of my post though. Tuesday evening I packed my closets (If you noted I did use the plural as in two. Count them, two. I am still not sure why I am moving). Anyway Tuesday evening I found myself pulling each article out of my closet one by one and weighing it in the balance of if I will want to wear it again in the near future (i.e. it should go to Sara's house) or not (i.e. to storage). Well I thought this might be a difficult task to determine which pieces should go and which should stay. However it turned out surprisingly easy and I will tell you why.
So I do not know how familiar you are with Jeff Foxworthy's routine but he does this part about the word ustacould and how rednecks think it is a real word. Well anyway guess which word kept playing over and over in my mind each time I pulled a new garment from the closet. That is right: ustacould (as in ustacould fit into that). I have to say it became a rather depressing event as the storage pile grew. But towards the end I did take hope when I remembered the second half of his joke: I ustacould. Give me a minute and I mightcould again.
It's my new motto.
2 comments:
Love it! Too cute. Good luck with the move-
Julie
You are too funny Tee! Great motto!!
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