I went to a picnic with Ashley's other side of the family. I ate burgers and mac and cheese and relished in the fact that it was warm enough for a halter top. It's gotten really hot really fast since Memorial Day. It was in the 80s yesterday. I was moving things into my apartment and since we don't have anything turned on yet, there's no way to use the A/C so I always come out drenched in sweat. I can already tell that moving sucks. It's a pain. You don't realize how much stuff you have until you have to pack and move it all.
I put a lot of stuff aside for the tag sale I want to have and I still have a lot of stuff. I guess that's what happens when 24 years of stuff accumulates. Not that I've never purged my wardrobe or thrown anything away, but I'm one of those sentimental people who will keep something for nostalgic reasons. I think it's gotten to the point where I am letting go of that with most things to make it easier on myself to move.
|Dress: ModCloth//Shoes: Dana Buchman//Necklace: Gift from Katie|