As you can imagine, I've been uber-busy for the past several months, but never more so than the entire month of July.
The move of the big stuff to my new digs was accomplished by Two Men and a Truck on July 7th; the rest was up to the help of a few friends (family was nowhere to be found, I WILL remember this). After closing on June 30th, it was a steady stream of car-loads of things -- I am still shocked at just how much there was! And more yet to haul -- the last dregs stashed in a corner of the garage which will, I hope, be packed up into a friend's van and hauled here after work one evening next week. I NEED my ironing board, geez!
Anyway, here I am now, unpacking -- endlessly unpacking. Easter Seals has been the beneficiary of two overflowing boxes of kitchen items I decided I did not need after all, as well as four large bags of clothing. Just what the heck I'd been thinking holding on to some of those things -- oh well, they're gone now, and hopefully someone will get good use out of them: three suits, several blazers (separates), some skirts, even a few dressy dresses, even lingerie, woo woo! I'll never see size 10 again or 34B, geez! Gad, those items look SO tiny!!!!!
One of the most important purchases for the new digs was a refrigerator that would fit the current space configuration of my kitchen and dinette which are, er, a little strange:
Looks pretty reasonable and nicely updated (for a 60 year old house) -- until you realize that - hey, where's the fridge?
