confessions of a hoarder

Yes, I am a hoarder of sorts.

I have come to terms and accepted this.

I get it from my Grandma Floss.

At times I have to remind myself that it's okay to let things go.

Usually this is not a main issue in my life but I keep running into things that remind me I need to de-junk my life a little bit. 

One of these things is the little bubble that pops up whenever I try and take a picture saying 

"Not Enough Memory Space"

I would've taken a screenshot to show you, 

but there's not enough space...

This is not the only problem though, 

thank goodness my closet in Logan has a clean, tidy, somewhat average amount of clothes

because if people saw the mess that awaits me back home they would die.

You guys, I have clothes from 8th grade in that thing!

I'll just add that to my URGENT TO DO list before Hoarders finds me.

But that's kind of a whole different topic, let's stay on the subject of my phone.

I am taking a giant leap tonight and deleting all of my pictures off my phone and just starting fresh. 

What motivated me to do this? 

It could have been just another reason to put off homework...

or that the little bubble has made my phone go slower than a slug. 

But I am doing it.

disclaimer: This post is not being overdramatic. This is real life.. real life issues I'm dealing with!

So goodbye 715 photos from the last 4 years of my life.

You will now just be stored on my computer and no longer easily accessible in my pocket.
it's been tough but

from the first...

to the last...

and everything in between!

You have been a treasure!