It keeps getting out of control

Remember when I said that I had spent several hours trying to get the craft room organized? Two days and it seems that everything has exploded once again.

But I have a plan. It might just. be a cunning plan.

It starts like this – with a lot of moving pieces/parts- or works like a Tetris puzzle depending on your opinion. First, Dani & Alex will be moving to their own place sometime in the next month. This means they will also take their few remaining things out of the garage which have been there since they moved out from Chicago sometime a lifetime ago. Next, Noah will relocate downstairs which means that his furniture, which is also living in the garage, will go into the downstair apartment. That should clear out almost one bay. Then I can get at the back boxes which have been blocked almost since they were shipped from Germany in 2014. 

 Yes, it was that long ago. I know that there are still some boxes back there that belong to Miriam and also some that are Shana’s. What is likely is that neither one of them wants anything they have done without for close to 10 years, but I am not going to make that determination. Then there is the small matter of all the little kids stuff that has come along and accumulated. I need to resort and properly pack many of the things. They aren’t sorted by age/size. And then there are the Legos – the first of which Lev should be ready for within the next year. Eight months is too young for those blocks but I see the time coming.

From there, I can tackle the back shelved room. Right now, I think that the Pandemic might just be over before I finish…

 

About Holly

fiber person - knitter, spinner, weaver who spent 33 years being a military officer to fund the above. And home. And family. Sewing and quilting projects are also in the stash. After living again in Heidelberg after retiring (finally) from the U.S. Army May 2011, we moved to the US ~ Dec 2015. Something about being over 65 and access to health care. It also might have had to do with finding a buyer for our house. Allegedly this will provide me a home base in the same country as our four adult children, all of whom I adore, so that I can drive them totally insane. Considerations of time to knit down the stash…(right, and if you believe that…) and spin and .... There is now actually enough time to do a bit of consulting, editing. Even more amazing - we have only one household again. As long as everyone understands that I still, 40 years into our marriage, don't do kitchens or bathrooms. For that matter, not being a golden retriever, I don't do slippers or newspapers either. I don’t miss either the military or full-time clinical practice. Limiting my public health/travel med/consulting and lecturing to “when I feel like it” has let me happily spend my pension cruising, stash enhancing (oops), arguing with the DH about where we are going to travel next and book buying. Life is good!
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