One Box at a Time

I look forward to and dread Saturdays. I look forward to having Aaron home for the day, and yet images of our massively cluttered and disorganized garage play in the back of our minds. We set the timer for 2 hours today and decided to get done what could get done. But you know the feeling of taking a sweeping look of the work ahead and wanting to run in the opposite direction. Nevertheless, it has to be done. Before we know it, this little girl will be the focus of our Saturdays...not to mention every other day of the week. So we started, one box at a time. We did fulfill our 2 hours of garage work, and there has been some good improvement. Testimony that we will finish the garage, one day, and one box at a time. It gave us unsight as to what a future moving day will be like, and let's just say, we're not looking forward to it. Somehow, in our so many years of independence and marriage we have accumulated a LOT of "treasures". But, here's to next Saturday, and the boxes to follow.