Thursday, February 05, 2015

Still chugging

Most big stuff is out.  My storage room is empty and packed up.  Some things have been given away.  A few have been acquired.  Lots of boxes moved.  Lots more boxes to move.  About three-fourths of the smalls have been boxed and wrapped.

Questions of the moment:

Lordy, where did all this stuff come from?

What is that?

Did I buy that?

How much did I pay for that?

That's still here?

What was I thinking?

Do I want to keep this?

I really thought this would sell?

Why didn't someone buy this?

Am I crazy?

Why is Blogger's spell checker treating the first paragraph of this post like one big, long misspelled word?

I am becoming cautiously optimistic that I just might survive this madness.  I've been over there every day since, well, forever ago at 10-ish.  I decided to go in at noon today and get a little more sleep.  Sweet, sweet sleep. 

I am about half convinced that other vendors are sneaking stuff into my pile so they won't have to move it themselves.


Linda @ A La Carte said...

That last sentence cracked me up! I wouldn't put it past them. When moving I always get to that point that I might just throw it away instead of packing it to move! I REALLY got that way with my Mom's house. You are doing GREAT!

Judy said...

Holy smoke! That's some ton-age. You could be a flea market all by yourself.

Roger Owen Green said...

I'M exhausted just reading about it!

Lynn said...

Glad you're making progress!

We are: Clamco said...

Holy smokes! That's a lot of merch! I hope you don't wear yourself out moving all that stuff.