And so is the Stuff.
I have proof positive:
- I packed eight boxes of books yesterday. Â That mostly cleared out the bookshelves.
- There are six more boxes of booksÂ this evening! Â And all I did was clean up the final few books off the bookshelf and pick some volumes up off the floor, table, etc. Â (OK, and pack some magazines.)
- Clearly the boxes are breeding when my back is turned. Â (It’s almost as bad as that zucchini!)
Since they are obviously trying to sneak up on me, I’ve taken this photo of the looming pile of boxes:
If I should mysteriously disappear, send in the movers’ SWAT team! Â Beware, there are dangerous boxes here. Â You could spend a life time reading and not get through all those weaving books/magazines!
I am, however, glad to say that the disorder seems to have peaked. Â I have shredded most of the credit card offers that were composting on the forest floor. Â (There is still plenty of leaf litter, but mostly of the recyclable kind.) Â I have also put away a TON of fabric (handwoven and otherwise), and made a small dent in the giant mass of detritus on the craft table. Â And I have collected the live-weight-tension loom weights and put them in a box, so I’m no longer tripping over 10-lb weightlifters’ plates every time I cross the room. Â We progress.
Tomorrow, though, there will be no packing. Â Mike and I are celebrating our second anniversary tomorrow, at a fancy French restaurant in Mountain View (Chez TJ’s), and I cheerfully hope to be out all evening.
Happy upcoming anniversary to us!