The problem with moving around the corner from where you lived before is that you don’t necessarily feel the need to move everything all at once.
A week after moving we are still going down to the old house to pick up stuff. The attic and the sheds haven’t been touched. This reminds me of when we moved into the old house and Mr. Waffle kept bringing stuff from storage and I couldn’t believe that there was more. “Still drawing?” asked my father. “Eh?” “From the well of possessions.”
There is more. Even though the new house is twice the size of the old house there still doesn’t seem to be enough room. Alas. I see another IKEA Billy in our future.
