The Move-in
I can't believe how much junk I have. I have moved too many
times. I think my problem has been that I have never really unpacked for
20 years. Time to unpack and contribute usable junk to
charity.
Eventually I will limit myself to about 10 shirts. I think I have only
bought about 4 a year for the past 20 years.. hmm... I think that comes to 80
shirts? no way..
I believe my neighbors thought they were having a real uncivilized character
move in... maybe they were right, but I have finally moved my furniture out of
the carport and into the house.
Here are the embarrassing pictures:
The Kitchen... I think I will
be painting the cabinets.
I actually like the pink
bathroom. It is sort of a 'gray-pink'. About a year ago I bought a
shower curtain that was pink with geometric fish and squares. It matches
my current bathroom perfectly. The pink geometric with fish was the most
'masculine' of patterns when I bought it.. I would never have imagined it would
match my bathroom of the new house a year later. I'll post a picture of
the curtain later.
I love that old sink and it
looks like the bathroom is 'equipped' for my ageing parents already.
Don't you just love that 50's
green masonite?

This is my 20X10 shed (aprox).
I love it. Thank God for sheds otherwise I don't know what I would
do. All household chemicals will go here.
The front yard gets lots
of shade from two large live oaks.

Cedar siding with essence of
red paint cover the house.
Back door.
Living room.... the shame.
Beds used to catch boxes of
junk.... the shame..
When, oh when, will I
ever go through this junk... maybe I should just toss it.
Something might move in
under all that junk.

I couldn't even park
under carport. It seemed to rain daily during the move-in
stage.

All I can say is ...
"The shame"