I am loving, loving, LOVING my new house. Unpacking is a slow process, much less stressful than the packing portion of the move. I'm taking my time unpacking because I don't simply want to shove something out of sight, I want to put things where they belong, where I have a chance of finding them when I need them, when I want to look at them, or want to read them. The other day, I think I unpacked 15 boxes and while I could see the results because there were no more boxes in my living or dining rooms, when I went upstairs and looked in the guestrooms, it looked as if the boxes had been breeding and multiplying like bunnies.
Where did all this stuff come from?