Not Even a Dent

Packing, boxing, taping, moving, dragging all day long; my hands are feeling swollen and rough and my fingertips are sore from moving and you would think that at the end of the day there would be some sense of accomplishment - but no. Stuff keeps creeping out of the cracks they have long been hiding in over the last year and it seems as there will be no end! I keep packing plates, glass, stemware, barware, and when I look back up into the kitchen cabinets it is as though everything I had just packed has made it's way back into the cabinets!! And now the theme song to The Never Ending Story has just popped into my head. To add insult to injury, I was able to confirm what I had long suspected about my endearing husband...he is indeed a pack rat! My parent's used to complain about how I would never throw anything out - now I know how they felt! Jason's reason for never throwing anything away is that he loves being surprised when he finds his old things he had forgotten about...and I wonder how we ended up having so much stuff.