I included the door in that picture to give you an idea of how huge it is.
That there armoire holds a lot of stuff. Like, tons of it. At least three times since Christmas, I've marched resolutely to it, on a contact buzz from too many episodes of Mission Organization, ready to take everything out and organize and use bins! And the labelmaker!
I open the door and stand there, blinking, before quietly closing the door and slinking off.
See?
That's a lot of crap!
Last Saturday morning after packing up my home office, I had the joy of attacking this monster. How many boxes would you think it would take to empty that bad boy?
I guessed six. Then I opened the door and decided twelve was more likely.
Nine, I believe, was the final number.
Did I tell you I'm moving? Guess that would have made more sense near the front, huh?
4 comments:
Three moves are as good as a fire?
Oh, the joys of moving...all that stuff that you haven't used, but you want to use, and you will use...!!!It's a good thing you are young.
far away? or just in town?
To another house in the same little town. Technically, I'll be able to walk downtown to the coffee shop and library. Whether I ever actually do so...
Congratulations on the move! A great reason to clean and get organized!!
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