It’s strange how eerily quiet it got when I asked for volunteers to help me move.
Above is a picture of SOME of my stuff. I have boxes EVERYWHERE! Under the bed, behind the couch, in the closet, on and on and on…
When I came to Texas 3 short years ago, I had very little. I left all my furniture behind. I brought just the essentials and my most treasured keep-sakes. And my cat, Otis.
I moved from a 3 bedroom, 2 bath home into a one bedroom apartment.
Now, considering all of this, WHERE DID ALL THIS STUFF COME FROM?
I honestly didn’t think I had much as far as possessions go. Apparently I was wrong.
I think that the move from Oregon was easier. Either that or I forgot what a giant pain in the butt it is to move!
You may not hear much from me in the next few days. Thursday is the Big Day for me! Wish me luck!
By the way, if anyone of you shows up to help, I promise pizza and the beverage of your choice! 🙂