There you have it: my senior year in college. I wasn’t kidding when I said I had a lot of stuff in my closet taking up space. I kept a shoebox of scraps for each year I was in school and this is the home stretch (let’s not mention the post-college boxes in the closet at this point).
This is what I meant when I said my scrapbooks are more about the mementos than the embellishments or supplies. With all of this, I don’t have room for the frills. I haven’t even shown you the box of pictures yet!
The silver lining about putting off scrapbooking for so many years is that opening the box is like looking at a time capsule. I get to reminisce and thumb through the old stuff: tickets, cards, game schedules, programs, and even a few exam books and class handouts. Everything is a surprise!
After the nostalgia wears off, I go through all the scraps again. I try my best to categorize things and stack them with the first semester items on top. This way when I start working on the scrapbook, I start at the top of the pile and work my way down. Everything gets tucked neatly back into the box. Then the real work begins.
Almost Never Clever 