Moving is a lot of work. I should know, I've done it eleventy hundred times. There is this great satisfaction in getting everything out of boxes and creating a home for each and every thing.
I set goals for myself when I'm setting up a new place. The first night here my goal was to make enough room in our box filled living room to lay down the box spring and mattress. We couldn't use the bedroom for a few days as the carpet guys needed to get in there. Boxes were sorted, restacked, unpacked or otherwise moved out of my way. Eventually, there was room for our sleeping quarters.
The next day my goal was to make enough room for the table to get out of the way out the bathroom door. Being a woman who had four children this was a matter of urinary health and hygiene plus my safety! Again, boxes are moved, sorted, unpacked, re- stacked or otherwise gotten out of my way.
Soon after that came together hubs and I set a goal of getting the rest of the kitchen done. After that, it all came together pretty quickly.
We did however take a few days off before we finished the living room. Once that was done, the bedroom kinda got a bit unorganized again. I'll finish it tomorrow, I do believe.
There is a calm after all the unpacking is done. Everything is in it's place, its easy to maintain. We've worked so hard, we deserve a rest. I feel at piece, I was able to paint a couple plates. Life is pretty awesome.
But, tomorrow the rat race starts all over again....
Best wishes and all my love! ~ Sherry
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