Unpacking

It's almost been a month since Scott has burned down my kitchen, and I still haven't cleaned all the soot off of all of our possessions.
It feels like my entire life will always be contained to boxes. I have acquired a lot of things overs the years, mostly books and shoes, and I have not been entirely unpacked and moved into a space since 2010. Between living in dorms, moving out of my childhood home, house sitting, living in Caldwell for my first summer, and house fire.... I haven't felt like I haven't been in my own space for a very long time. And now I have to unpack boxes just to pack them all up again and move them somewhere else.
But finally that somewhere else is going to be my own place with my own decorations and my own books on the shelves and the walls and running boards will be clean and I don't have to pull other people's hair out of the bathtub drain. I can't wait to unpack.