Packing, packing and more packing. How can one person have this much stuff??? Really, I'm not joking! It's heart wrenching packing. It's decision laden packing. I have to decide who 'owns' each and every item I pick up. Is it mine or his. If it is ours who gets to keep it. If it is an item deemed as mine I then have to decide where it goes....storage or into the limited space that I will be calling 'mine' for the future. It's a horrible process. Seriously what do you do with this???
Why yes that's my wedding cake top.
What about this???
Or better yet...
Every rose he ever gave me was dried and saved. Yes I'm a sentimental fool!!!
I chucked the flowers (he pulled them out of the trash and put them in the compost pile...whatever.). The bouquet and cake topper I threw in with his stuff. Let him deal with that!!! Ok that is probably mean, but I didn't want to deal with it.
So my house is stacks of boxes that I am continually moving to strafe...bringing in empty and filling them and moving them.
However I'm at the top end of that 5 pound weight fluctuation. Grrrrrr