Yes, Dear and Gentle Readers, the Watsons are once again moving house.
We're moving from Fishers to the other side of Indianapolis. We will be much closer to Martin's job. Martin's commute is often an hour and fifteen minutes each way. We share a car, and that means I am mostly without a car. I am okay with that, because I grew up as an only child and can easily amuse myself, but with kids, it's suffocating and impractical.
And yes, I did say "kids" as in plural; my son, Dexter, is living with us now. That's a whole other story that I'm not going into but I am thrilled to have him back with his Mumma. Since Dexter's move was, shall we say, sudden, packing for him will be a breeze; all his stuff is already in Hefty bags.
Our walk-in closet is still stuffed with Totes that I never unpacked when we moved here. Instead of just toting them across town, as we've toted them across town and state lines previously, I may actually go through them and get rid of the stuff.
Mia's room is, as always, a disaster. The genius who invented MoonSand needs their head on a stake. Her room is also littered with Barbies, mostly naked and mangled. Many are multiple amputees with unfortunate haircuts. She needs a sign on her door that says, "Mia's Home For Battered Barbies." I can only assume the Barbies are fighting among themselves since her sole Ken lost his hands and most of one arm long ago.
Martin has several boxes of abandoned computer parts and equipment. We also have two perfectly good LCD monitors we tried to unload on Craig's List, for free, but no takers. Four or five people have claimed they wanted the monitors, but never showed up. The last chance is today, or they are off to Good Will. The rest of the computer crap will get a lid on the Tote and we'll call it good. My first instict was to throw the lot out, and see if Martin notices.
My downfall, besides never purging my closet, is books and health and beauty aids. I already sorted my books, and packed those I am keeping. Today I am tackling the Beauty Products I Bought And Hated But Kept Anyway.
It's not that I am a packrat. It's more than I get lazy about going through things. It's much easier to stick it in a box and deal with it later. I've done that with the past three moves This time, I'm doing it differently. I'm actually getting rid of the stuff this time.
Wish me luck.