1. I can only step over boxes to find shoes so many times before screeching ENOUGH! because it’s time to unpack or buy all new shoes. I chose the less expensive option.
2. Eventually knocking over a bin on that 2am pee run became a real possibility.
3. Breaking a toe by kicking a bin on that 2am pee run became even more of a possibility.
4. I’m pretty sure that pair of sandals I’ve been looking for is in the corner over there. Under some towels, behind a purse, inside a bin.
5. People are coming. For lunch. PEOPLE ARE COMING FOR LUNCH.
6. Even the dogs started weaving around boxes like it was totally normal.
7. Saying, “Oh sure, we’re almost done” was getting harder and harder to say with a straight face.
8. PEOPLE ARE COMING FOR LUNCH.
9. There has got to be more to life than a) spending my days unpacking or b) spending my evenings feeling guilty I didn’t unpack.
10. That much Sterilite was really messing with our Feng Shui.
Is it safe to unopen boxes from our move 17 years ago…. plus I broke a toe on a box at 2am.
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I’d say it’s time to rent a storage unit and safely store those boxes out of your pathway! 😆
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The threat of company is always the final motivating factor for me too! I can be messy and unorganized in the comfort of ourselves, but when people are coming? I gotta whip this house back into shape, lol!
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There are so many of us out here! My brother is navy & he said having company over is always what pushes them to unpack those final boxes. Motivation comes in all sorts of forms. 😉
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I have a garage where my ‘shame’ hides (I stuff everything out there). I vow to get around to it ‘eventually’, but it’s been five and a half years and if you’re having a hard time saying “we’re almost done’ with a straight face, add that kind of time frame to it. You won’t be able to say it at all without breaking up – either laughing hysterically or crying. Don’t bust your toe. I hear that hurts like hades and you can’t even get a decent cast on those kind of injuries, you have to hobble around in a boot that (apparently) makes walking even more treacherous.
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We had lots of shame hiding (in plain sight) in our last garage but the hubby swore we wouldn’t do that here. At the moment it’s tucked away in the office, the attic, and the storage room where hubby works. Let’s just say I’m finding it hard to muster up the unpacking motivation.
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Wouldn’t it be nice if we could wish things into a new location?
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Oh yeah. If a genie showed up tomorrow I’d seriously consider making this one of my three wishes…
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Hey, popular wisdom says, if you don’t open it for a year, you can toss it in the trash.
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Six months down, six to go then. 😉
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I’m still on move one of my my multi-step moving plan.
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Everybody’s gotta start with move one. Keep on plugging!
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