The day of stuff. Compared to most people, I don't have much stuff and prefer it that way. Think again. When you move, you realize that you have lots of stuff. With the help of Gary and Don, we (and I really mean they) moved all the heavy stuff last night. My vintage steelcase desk is now in the new office / garage. That desk is a tank and not meant to go up stairs.
I now have four hours to empty the kitchen and finish cleaning the main house for the new tenant. Everyone beware of cranky girl.
I now have four hours to empty the kitchen and finish cleaning the main house for the new tenant. Everyone beware of cranky girl.
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