While I've sold and donated so.much.stuff this move, the crap I keep just seems to come at me in waves. Books are packed for the new library room. China and fancy dishes are packed for the built-in hutch in the dining room. Pictures are packed for those alcoves in the front room. Everything else is piled and (somewhat) organized all over the house, waiting for me to approach with box and tape.
I told Josh I'm not moving again unless they light the place on fire or come to haul us Christians off to jail. He looked me over without saying a word. But men, you know? He's at work all day and hasn't packed a single box yet. They truly don't understand. No, they don't. *wink*
Hope you have a blessed Memorial Day weekend. See you on the other side! -Brin