We are three weeks away from receiving the keys to our new apartment, and twenty four days away from our date with the movers. Sure three weeks seems like a long time, but before you know it it will be the night before the movers arrive. So this morning, we started packing.
I think we will be on a fist name basis with the clerk at U-haul before we are all said and done. Yesterday, we were in there for the second time in the last three weeks getting more boxes. Today we have to go back and buy more.
My wife has packed up two of the four bookshelves in the spare room. That has taken care of the extra ten boxes that we bought yesterday. She has also, so far, culled two shopping bags of books to be donated.
It will be hard when I get to go in and clear my two shelves (yes I get a whole two shelves). I do not mind admitting to being a bit of a hoarder. Although I have always done so out of sentimentality.
For example, I keep trying to think of locations and uses for my wife's old dresser (also stored in our spare room). Perhaps it can go in our new store room and be filled with crafting supplies, or in the kitchen as an extra workspace and storage. My wife's response, is much more practical than sentimental, she said "If we ditch it, then it is one less thing to move and find a new home for."
I guess that is why she is in charge of the packing and I am following behind cleaning.
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