The movers come on Monday to pack the house, then load the furniture and boxes on Tuesday. I'm going crazy preparing for the move. I'm trying to go through all the closets culling the unwanted items. I have visited Goodwill every day for the past ten days with a trunk (sometimes the whole car) full of donations.
Both the recycling and the trash bins have been filled to overflowing; where does all this stuff come from?
About Me
- Gay, Married, with Cat
- I like learning, travel, museums, history, meeting new people, and laughing. I also seem to do the home improvement projects. I'm gay, and in a long term, committed relationship. I still like to admire cute, sexy guys. LOL. Somehow, I've gotten to be middle-aged although I still feel like I'm in my twenties. I believe in karma. Both my life partner and I love animals; in February of 2008, we adopted a cat from the local animal shelter. She now runs our household. The blog "Gay, Married, with Cat" is a journal of my thoughts and of everyday life.
2 comments:
What's the old saw about needing to move every ten years or so just to clean house?
Good luck, GMAC!
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