Working My Way Back to You
Good morning, my Lovelies! Oh, my goodness! I can hardly believe it has been a month since I blogged. I've been completely and utterly swamped with life lately. How about you? Has life been good? Are you getting enough sleep? Are you drinking your water? If not - get your ass up and go get a bottle! Yeesh! I have spent the past month and a half going through my parents' belongings. It is unbelievably hard to decide what to keep, what to give away, what to sell. And while I totally get that my parents had fifty-five years worth of memories and belongings here, I find myself astounded daily that they managed to cram so much of those fifty-five years into a tiny, two-bedroom apartment and storage shed. It has been Hermione's magic purse around here. Every time I think I have a piece of furniture, a closet, or a room cleared out, I find more things hiding. My parents were prime hoarders, but I swear you would never have known it. My parents' home was always a spotless littl