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ADHD Packing

You know we're moving, right? Yes, yes we are. This involves the removal of all physical possessions from our home and putting them into another home. This is a problem if you're moving from a large place filled with stuff to a smaller place already filled with stuff.

It's like trying to pour a gallon of water into a thimble. It's just not going to work. Someone is going to get wet and you're going to lose your stuff water.

So you have to get rid of your stuff water so that what you do have will fit.

We did this by having The Mother of All Garage Sales. Even with that, we still had far too much stuff. So we gave it away to my brother. He came in his old Duster, pulling a big empty trailer. When he left, that trailer was full.

So, back to packing. My problem with packing is that I don't have any type of organization to it. Oh, I try---I do. I go into one room and start. I pack a box, but first I see pictures. Oh! Pictures! You have to look at pictures!
How did my babies get so big! They were so small and cute. Oh, and look at this one, remember that birthday party? Ooooh.....

Then I see something shiny. Never good.

Packing is hungry work, so I leave my original pile of stuff and go to the kitchen. Oh, look at those dishes, I should load the dishwasher

Oh look! Something shiny!

Then I make my way back to the original packing spot, passing by other items that need packing so I pick them up and look for a box nad OH! SOMETHING SHINY!!

What I'm left with is huge piles of STUFF everywhere in the house. My house now looks like it has been ransacked by unscrupulous thieves searching for loot.

Trust me. There is no loot. There is just stuff. Lots of stuff.

Ooooh! Something shiny!

At this rate I should be packed by 2010.

Comments

  1. Anonymous12:33 AM

    Uh, wasn't the stuff supposed to be water?

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  2. I feel your moving pain!!! Thanks for coming by the blog and sayin' hello!

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  3. Uh what was I gonna say oh yeah wanna go ride bikes????

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  4. Yeah....stuff, water, whatever...it's all too much!

    Heather, you still need to come by and get your box-o-stuff!

    RK you're welcome! Thanks for stopping by here as well. It seems we have a bit in common.

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