Today I got the last of my boxes from my brother's room. I've spent the last half hour or so carefully dusting and repacking the boxes to be sure that they were not damaged during their last time in storage. Samantha is just a wonderful doll. I'm always amazed how much stuff I have for her. I've got skis (complete with little boots), tons of clothes, a brass bed, a desk, a teaset, a large carrying case (made by my mom), a cheerleader outfit, and lots of other stuff. I think the most amazing find in going through all of the boxes and bags though was a letter I wrote to myself when I last packed her away.
"Hi, my name is ..... Today is October 11th, 1998. I am putting my doll and her stuff away for later. This is over 2 years worth of stuff and I hope to one day give it to my daughter or to my granddaughter. (P.S. I am 14)"
I've added to the note now with the new date, why I'm repacking her and a bit about my life at the moment. Almost all of the stuff I own for Samantha was done before American Girls was bought out by Matel (The evil makers of Barbie). Their new dolls are lacking in quality. It took me forever to save up the 100 dollars it took to buy her when I first bought her. After that almost everything was bought by my grandmother or my mom for presents. I'm so spoiled sometimes.
I guess I should finish my dusting and put everything up in the top of my closet. If I need to go to the bathroom in the middle of the night I'll end up killing myself otherwise!
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Writing letters to one self is a nice tradition. Keep it up :-)
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