I never realize how much junk I incur until I start packing up the apartment. After ten years of moving into twelve different apartments, I still have so much stuff; or as Ariel would say, “I’ve got gadget and gizmos aplenty.” And you would think I would have learned to control my impulse purchases by now. I’m glaring at our “good wall” at the current moment and thinking just how much I hate Ikea and their affordable photo frames.
Now bring me that plate of Swedish meatballs with extra gravy. And extra fries on the side.
Four months ago, when we started our blog and planning our trip, everything seemed so distant. Now, with just a month left to our trip, time really seems to be ticking. There is still so much left on our to do list. I wonder if this is how people feel when they’re about to get hitched at the wedding chapel. I for one, am glad I will never be going down that route. My panic attacks would be unbearable.
Anyhow, back to packing, organizing, trash bagging and all that shebang. We have some ginger beer in our fridge, in which I can offer you, if anyone would like to volunteer packing and moving in the upcoming weeks.
Or I suppose I could just Craigslist. Craigslist everything!!