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One of the things that preparing for a big move again makes me think about is not just my accumulation of stuff in the last ten years but also all of the extra needs and services of adult life. So, in the first category, it is times like this that I sometimes wish we hadn't gotten married until we both had tenure-track jobs somewhere and had bought a house, so I wouldn't need to freak out about the china and the ornamental dish from our honeymoon in Turkey and some of the wedding presents that have turned out to be less useful but which we still need to keep because They Were Gifts (gigantic shallow ceramic bowls are not recommended as wedding presents for young mobile couples, fyi). Of course, under this theory, it would be entirely possible for us not to get married for another ten years, so...I'll just periodically envy my friends with less china while being grateful for it during all the non-moving times.

( Holy Explosion of needed services, Batman! )

I'm also thinking about these transitional issues because ( I've decided to say farewell to my favorite piece of clothing. )