Before you start commiserating my loss... I haven't used my iPod in over a year. I know it made it on the move because I've seen it in this apartment, but obviously it's not a huge priority to me. Last night, while yet again battling insomnia (my body and sleep are just loving each other lately), I decided I must find my iPod. After a weeks of stressing out over things at church and work and well, anything else you can think to throw in the mix (I am really good at stressing), I was going to spend Friday, my day off, reading a book by the pool. And at 2 in the morning, I felt that in order to do this, I had to have my iPod so I could listen to it whilst sunning myself with a good read. Brilliant. So I decided to search my entire apartment for the long lost iPod. At 2 in the morning. And if you know me, you'll know I'm a closet hoarder, so I had tons of stuff to pull out and look through. I never did find my iPod (which is nigh unto 10 years old, at this point), but I really don't feel bad about that. After all, I went to my local Walmart and got an mp3 player for $15, so no harm done. I did find several long lost treasures along the way, and had a good time of finding them.
Things I found:
- my camera (I use Deg's because his has more megapixels)
- the car charger for the laptop
- my favorite lipstick
- a bunch of old pictures
- my hymnal
- my hands free phone device (which doesn't work on my current phone, which is why this particular piece3 got lost in the depths of the closet)
- one of my old journals
I grabbed all of these with relish, but I spent a good chunk of time going through my old journal. It was from my senior year of college and the summer just before and just after. It was really neat to see where I'd been and what I'd been thinking. And you know what? I miss journaling. Sure, I blog now, but there are things you don't put in a blog. Even if it is private and it's just your friends/family that see, there are some things you don't want to talk about with them. And there were many times when my journal acted as my sounding board so I could get my real feelings out and actually think about what was going on in my life. I think I want to start journaling again. It's such a hard habit to start again, but such an easy one to give up. In my past experiences, though, whenever I get back in the habit, it gets easy really quickly and is so cathartic. So even though I didn't find my ancient iPod, I did find a renewed interest in recording my life. Shall we call this a successful journey into the depths of my stuff? Well, maybe we can't call it that till I actually clean up after that particular manhunt...
2 comments:
Ahhh I love journaling too. I LOVE looking back on my old journals. I actually have an anonymous blog out there in the blogosphere. It is 100% unattached to me and I used an email that nobody else knows about. It is under a different name, and it is private. Haha! I use that one when I'm really stressed and usually when I am upset with someone and am going to trash them pretty badly, haha. Anyway, that type of stuff goes there, then I don't have to worry about anyone I know every reading it. It allows me to vent in a really great way. I can say every single thing that I want to (no matter how mean) and use choice language (hahahaha shh don't tell. Me? Choice language? Only on that blog!) and my posterity won't even know. It's great. I don't use it very often,-maybe 3 times a yearish- but man it feels good to use it sometimes!!
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