The house is nearly ready for me to move in! (knock on wood...) In fact, I've already taken over a few small loads of stuff that I don't need ready access to...and am so glad to drive around in a car that's not filled to the brim. Moving several times in the past few years has somewhat helped to cut down on the amount stuff I think I need, but I simply cannot live somewhere without lots of books and all my art supplies. Well, I suppose I could
, but why suffer the depravation needlessly? But with the exception of the load that Dad's bringing up next weekend (bed, dresser, etc.), all my stuff consists of easily lifted small things that one person can easily manage...the result of living in dorms and moderately furnished houses. How strange to move into a house that is entirely empty!