Well. Apparently I'm more of a pack rat than I will admit to. Or.... Maybe having kids just means eternal closets full of "stuff"... But but but.... If it once belonged to the kids how do I get rid of it?
Its time to let go. I have to let go. Here we go again. I've done this before. Complained about all the things I have. I'm moving into a small 2 bedroom apartment with 3 kids. The boys will share a room and Hannah will be in with me. I also can't treck across the Atlantic with tons and tons of stuff! I can't handle clutter... Does everyone freak out when they move? Or is it only me?
I can sell things, Donate things... But what do I do with that 10 year old Storm Trooper with the missing arm?? My boys played with that :)
The paint is still drying but here are some photos. I'm helping tutor children tomorrow but after work we are going to start moving ... I see many many boxes in my future!!
The Cockney has been helping me collect Red Phone boxes and Union Jacks so they will look good with the black accents in the kitchen.
I'm excited about being able to sit on the back patio off of my bedroom and just read & relax... I have no one living behind me, so maybe I'll have peace and quiet, I'll feed the birds and squirrels.
Any ideas or hints on how to decorate that fireplace?