The past few days have been both exciting and tiring. I have never moved house, and this is the 1st time I'm doing it. It feels really good by just thinking how the new house will look: The process of shaping the house, fitting in the furnitures, making it your own. There is just so much to do!
In the process, I get to know more about my family: We are serious hoarders! You can't believe the things that we keep. And more seriously, we can't seem to make a firm decision to throw things away, even if it can't be used anymore. As I walk around the new house, I keep seeing the things that I have thrown away. The leaking green water bottle, the antique tape recorder, even MY baby shoes!
We need a clearing class.
In the process, I get to know more about my family: We are serious hoarders! You can't believe the things that we keep. And more seriously, we can't seem to make a firm decision to throw things away, even if it can't be used anymore. As I walk around the new house, I keep seeing the things that I have thrown away. The leaking green water bottle, the antique tape recorder, even MY baby shoes!
We need a clearing class.
