My apartment is officially no longer my own. I spent three years and thirteen days renting the place. Today (with HUGE help from K & C), I completely emptied it. I placed some things out by the dump that may now decorate other people's homes. Also a bunch of stuff to Goodwill. A nd another full load of things to the new house and another to storage. Too much stuff! I gotta figure out how to get rid of more.
I'm now finding unpacking (including sorting, making things liveable and cute...) to be even tougher than packing. What's happened that things have taken over, so that I have too much? Hhmm. In my unpacking I found a book I had to read a little under 9 years ago when a freshman in college, "How much is enough." Good question.
I feel like my new home is beginning to have hints of me decorating about. A chair. A towel. Some gingery smelling shampoos. And the second kitty is hiding a little less. :) Funny that the cats are sister and one is so social and the other so reserved. Okay, I guess that's not so weird. Lots of siblings are different.
I am feeling very fortunate to have such good friends. But, for now I need to sleep.
12:28:50 AM
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