I haven't written anything in a while. We moved. And life is absolute chaos. Seriously.
We have lived with my parents for the past two years. TWO YEARS. We get along with my parents and they were not there all that much: all in all, it went well. But, my mom's house is full of STUFF. It's not all her fault, though. My parents have six kids and each of us has left things under beds, hanging in closets and stuffed into dressers as we moved on in our lives. She's too nice to just toss it all, so add all that STUFF together, and you have a full house. We squeezed the bare minimum of our things and ourselves into that house. It was only supposed to be for a few months. A year and a half later, we added a baby and all the STUFF that comes with them. It was a tight fit, so I'm very happy to be in our own place and glad that we have our belongings out of storage.
The chaos, though, is a result from my STUFF. After my experience these past two years, I decided to really get tough and get rid of all the unnecessary junk in my life. Unfortunately, I only have so much time to go through things. I have boxes to be gone through under my desk, next to my bed, shoved in shelves and closets... it's everywhere. It's going to drive me crazy, I think. It's hard knowing where to start. If I could get through everything in the closets, then I could actually store things in there that I want to keep, and that would bring peace to the house. If I start under the desk, I'll be going through papers for the next week, but it would make life here much more pleasant, and I just might find that box of checks that I need. The boxes near my bed need to go, but that will require my going through clothing and I'll have to decide what's worth hanging on to for the baby to grow in to and what can be donated. Then there are my many projects in different stages of creation. They need a home... the closet maybe?
So that's where I've been and where I will be for a while. Trying to tame this beast called STUFF!