Ok. I will admit it. Today was fun. And we did the closets! Gasp.
This picture is of me after having found my african fabric that I used to do ‘head-wraps’ when I was in undergrad at NYU. My BBF and I were living in Brooklyn in the mid-1990’s during the high days of A Tribe Called Quest, De La Soul, all the way to the emergence of Da Bush Babees, Black Star, Mos Def and Talib Kweli. The days of Nkiru Books and poetry readings. The days of folks staying at our dorm or apartment for longer than appropriate simply because they could.
When I opened the box with my head wraps today I was an hour into the de-cluttering of our current walk-in closet. The hubby and I bailed on the project last night but tonight we were brave. I was ready to bail again but he walked in all energetic so I acted like I was too 🙂
When I say the closet was stuffed I mean there was not another inch of space. Four hours later the floors are mostly clear. While we still need to get rid of some items I can honestly say that we are making great progress.
It shocked me that I enjoyed tonight’s session so much. I thought I would hate it. Getting started was a challenge but once we got going I was reminded that I am actually looking forward to moving.
The best part of the process thus far has been spending so much time with my husband. I drive him crazy but he totally loves it. We stood in this closet surrounded by clothes and shoes we have no business owning, listening to Musiq Soulchild, and letting go of the barriers of the past. We worked and reflected back to when we lived in separate apartments to when JT moved into a bigger apartment in anticipation of the children coming to live with him full time to our first home as a family — just us four. Jacksclan. Jacks’s clan. All four of us living together building a new future when folks thought our lives were already determined.
This time it is just us two. The old people. Plus Sanchez (our doggie). We hope (that is another post). Trying to chart a path forward.
It is different this time. We are not planning for children (actual or dreamed). We are not planning for family and ways to bring them together. This time it is just us, planning for just us.
Tonight was just what I needed to get me moving again after the hustle of the past few days. I remembered tonight why I am excited about our new adventure. KKJ + JLJ.