A lot of moving indeed. In fact, I have accomplished approximately 1/16th of the packing/cleaning on my to-do list. It has been a productive day to be sure.
Today is free day. Free day is a day when people can put stuff they don't want on their front lawns and people can come and take what they want. It was a very exciting event in our household. We are very dedicated to recycling household items, and we ran around the house looking for items to place outside, and then we peeked out through the curtains at the flocks of people who gathered to paw through our stuff and remark at the amazing items that house #753 was giving away. We were so popular, that people were calling their friends on their cell phones and urging them to make the journey to our little pile. Our popularity was likely due to the variety of valuable items which included pepto bismal, a fish tank with genuine fish sludge, and a cassette tape of "A Bug's Life."
I gave away an old winter jacket that I bought for my first winter in Manitoba. It is bright green with white, pink and black stripes. I watched as a very stylish young gentleman with cool shorts picked up my jacket, tried it on, pondered the implications, and walked away with his stellar find. I should have left my phone number in the pocket. Oh hindsight.
I have been blessed in my life to have lived in the same place for 16 years of my life, and moving efficiently has never been a learned skill of mine. It is a painful process of discovering priorities, in order to avoid repetitive labouring.
I am avoiding tackling my bedroom. It is my sanctuary. My refuge of peace, that if tainted and boxed up, will destroy the last shreds of my sanity. I guess it was overdo to be shredded anyway. Here's to shredding...and sleeping (If my over caffeinated body will allow it).
Goodnight all! I hope you are enjoying your weekend as much as I am enjoying mine.