Going off to college last fall–and only returning home for brief intervals–left my bedroom a newly strange place to me. Certain things remained where I’d left them last August, reminders of how I’ve changed (and how I haven’t) since that time, unmoved even during periodic visits for holidays. Other stuff is new to the house from college, much of it still unpacked and in boxes.
The room became cramped and messy as I piled in all the stuff I brought back from Concordia. It had been messy before I left, too, but this was a whole new level of clutter. This unkemptitude would not stand with me: there’s a nice desk in my room that’s been covered in junk for years, and one of my first summer goals was to get it back into usable work desk condition. I resolved to clean my room extensively and thoroughly within my first of week of home-ness.
I went through and donated a bunch of old t-shirts and pants to make room for all the clothes I’ve brought back from college, and I began doing some serious cleaning and re-organizing Wednesday night.
While going through things I found a lot of memory-provoking old Austin Gerth memorabilia: old folders full of high school assignments, certificates from small group contest performances for band, and also:
A MILKSHAKE MAKER THAT I WON LAST JUNE AFTER GRADUATION AT OUR ALL-NIGHT SENIOR PARTY THAT I’D FORGOTTEN I OWNED AND NEVER USED!!!!!!!!
It had been put under my bed, though I had originally planned to bring it to Concordia with me. Worried it might not fit in the car, we left it behind. I forgot it existed. Now that I’ve been reunited with it, I can hopefully begin a brave new milkshake era in the Gerth household. Rest assured, this is not the last you shall hear of my milkshake maker.