Old soldiers that we are, it all in muscle memory. Unpacking is a slog, because there no pre-established place to put stuff, except the basement, the garage, or the attic. That's just an invitation to let it slide, and then the job never gets done. It's a displaced persons camp for stuff you don't know what to do with, and you can't …
Old soldiers that we are, it all in muscle memory. Unpacking is a slog, because there no pre-established place to put stuff, except the basement, the garage, or the attic. That's just an invitation to let it slide, and then the job never gets done. It's a displaced persons camp for stuff you don't know what to do with, and you can't bear to part with it either. Like all those model kits I have out in the garage that I swore I will build someday. Eventually you'll figure it out, so don't waste time worrying about it. That's why we invented estate sales and let it become somebody else's problem.
Old soldiers that we are, it all in muscle memory. Unpacking is a slog, because there no pre-established place to put stuff, except the basement, the garage, or the attic. That's just an invitation to let it slide, and then the job never gets done. It's a displaced persons camp for stuff you don't know what to do with, and you can't bear to part with it either. Like all those model kits I have out in the garage that I swore I will build someday. Eventually you'll figure it out, so don't waste time worrying about it. That's why we invented estate sales and let it become somebody else's problem.