boxes and more boxes
This picture has almost nothing to do with my day. Except for the fact that I’ve been dealing with my accumulated crap over the years which I have to move in a few weeks. The end result… a new home, a new job, a new life… is happily anticipated, but I forgot how much of a pain in the ass moving is. I should be working on my writing, but the need for stuff to get organized and put away nags at me to pack yet another box. Even though I’ve been thinning out my belongings over the years, 37 years’ worth of stuff is a lot to haul around. I hate moving.
