It's the last day of packing before our move tomorrow. My sore back and I are left to do this last day of labor alone together. (Can something be "alone together?")
What I wouldn't give to have a job right now. This post isn't about that, though, so don't tune out.
Our box count is already around 45 . . . and I'd say I have at least 25% of the house remaining to be packed. The question I keep coming back to is "How did I get so much crap?"
But, I already know the answer. I'm a crap collector. I love crap. LOVE it. And, so does Troubletron. This year of living the frugal lifestyle has been a serious impediment to our acquiring of more crap, and it's hurt us both to change our spending ways. But, that makes this moving process even more insulting. I haven't bought new crap in months--or over a year--and we had a yard sale a month ago and got rid of A TON of our crap--yet there is still so much crap to pack.
Crap.
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i will be packing up and minimizing my crap this months too to move out by the end. i'm not looking forward to it. your post didn't help either...
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