Just to give you an idea:
3/4 of our house was already in storage.
We've now filled my FIL's garage, his back patio, and while we have no furniture remaining in our house, I still have a TON of stuff to pack.
While I waited for That Man to hook The Mistress up to the Internet, I read an article in popular science. This family lived with the technology from the 1900s for a year. I've always thought that would be pretty cool. But today's events made me rethink:
1. My allergy meds didn't exist back then. The pollen and stuff, particularly with the recent rains, is making me miserable.
2. I'm depressed over having to use a cord to get online. Oh the horror of no Internet for a year.
3. I'm really enjoying air conditioning now.
4. Skillet meals: freezer to table in 15 minutes.
5. That whole indoor plumbing thing. I really, really like.
Still, I do think we have way too much stuff. Not only am I horrified at how much we have to move, I'm even more horrified at the thought of having to find a place for it all in the new house.
And yet, slug that I am, I refuse to part with my 50+ boxes of books.
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And yet, slug that I am, I refuse to part with my 50+ boxes of books.
This sounds quite sensible to me. :)
Here's what I don't get - if the computer is supposed to be freeing us (no more files and files of papers, no more boxes and boxes of pictures and picture albums), why do I still have so much stuff?
Tori, I'm known to be a sensible girl. :)
Heather, I have no idea. But please,if you figure it out, do tell.
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