Life Of Jason

I’m closing on my house tomorrow (much to the relief of Ralph Manley, much to the horror of Denny Whayne) and I’m amazed at how little “stuff” I have to pack for moving.  I’m able to pack up my entire apartment in less than ten average size cardboard boxes generously given to me by Downtown Market.  (They’re close to my new home so I decided to check them out a week ago and they were more than eager to get rid of the boxes.)  That’s actually less than the number of boxes I had when I moved from my first apartment in town to this apartment.

It’s kind of interesting to see the small number of boxes which includes the box for the TV my parents bought me for Christmas.  When I moved to Springfield, I had a trailer full of stuff as well as a truck and car.  When I moved from one apartment to another (which was after my fire where I lost a lot of stuff) I still had two full vanloads of boxes.   Now, it’ll probably be down to two trips in my fiancee’s SUV to move everything (if she lets me use it.)

I know that the “American Dream” is supposed to be about collecting “stuff” but I just really don’t get it anymore.  I don’t have much in terms of “stuff” but I’m happy with my life and I’m happy with the things God has provided for me.  In fact, I’d say I’m happier now than I’ve been at any point in my life overall (save the lone exception that my kids aren’t living with me.  I’d have a lot more “stuff” in that case!)

Now, hopefully CU will make sure the utilities are turned on tomorrow like I was promised and I won’t have to spend my first night in the new house without being able to flush the toilets!  The kids aren’t going to be happy that I’m not getting cable (and with Mediacom’s prices, can you blame me?)   but they’ll just have to get used to not seeing Foster’s Home For Imaginary Friends on Cartoon Network every day.

Well, enough procrastination from packing by blogging.  Does anyone have a truck I can borrow?