I hope my reflection does not show anywhere in this picture....did I even wash my face today? I have run out of boxes and I ache in every muscle in my body. I have been at this mess since yesterday late afternoon. I lose my mind occasionally and find myself sorting socks in my closet. But soon desperation reminds me to get back to the grind stone. Sometimes the grind stone is the phone or a client. Then a few hours later I am right back in the middle of this mess. The clock is ticking and every minute counts. Some how this all has to be packed away somewhere downstairs where I can find it when the whole reno is done..
And you're thinking...'Why doesn't she just throw that junk out?'
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