Just spent two days moving our junk out of storage. What on earth did we save all this for?
At least I know we are rich in friends. It takes special people to sacrifice an entire day to tote someone else's garbage up and down a moving van ramp and place it into a house. Especially since many of the boxes are HEAVY with rocks, books and records.
I think next time we relocate, I will give away all my earthly possessions.
I feel jetlagged as though I'd travelled to a planet light years away instead of just across town.