For four years Grey and I have lived with closets so packed with crap that every time a door is opened, a roll of toilet paper or a hairdryer comes flying out at our heads. Consequently, we decided that before we can sell our house, we need to remove all the junk that’s been cluttering up the place to make it appear more spacious (and to minimize the chance of a law suit during an open house).
I guess we could have gotten a storage unit for all the stuff we moved out, but to be honest, the thought didn’t even cross our minds. The obvious choice was to just get a moving van and drive the load to Grey’s parents’ house to shove in their garage. Never mind that we monopolized so much space that fitting a car in there is now akin to turning water into wine. It’s winter – who needs a garage anyway?! Cue sarcasm…
But Grey’s parents took it all in stride. They didn’t even complain when we overtook a guest bedroom with garbage bags full of items like potty seats, old Navy uniforms, and lampshades. Add to this the fact that Grey told his mother that when we move, he’ll be stopping by her house in the mornings expecting hot bacon egg and cheese sandwiches and fresh squeezed juice waiting for him, and I’d say they handled everything exceedingly well.
Now if this snow will just melt…we can list our house!!!