Boxes, boxes, boxes, floor to ceiling, everywhere boxes. I wonder where I got all this stuff, - do I want it? Why do I have it? What do I do with it all?
Papers - Papers are the worst, especially the unsorted boxes of papers. I seem to spend hours filing, I don’t want all of these papers but I never know what is safe to throw away.
Moving creates numerous questions such as -- How can my shelves and boxes both be full and where are my clothes…?
I was surprised to find out how many videos and DVDs I own. Why don’t I have anything to watch if I have this many DVDs?
Imagine my surprise when I opened a box only to find a bag of trash instead of being thrown out it found its was into a box… I know elves ---- I didn’t believe before, but now I am a believer. They sure have a wicked sense of humor.
Where is that file of important papers I need? --- I know I set them out carefully, They must be here - I knew I was going to need them!!!