Moved, done/finished.

We did it. We've gotten all of our belongings from Springville to Midway. This is way, way easier said than done. For those of you who have moved in the last year or so, you know exactly what I mean. If you haven't moved recently than the only way I can describe it would be to relate it to natural childbirth. After each of my children were born I swore I would never ever have any more children. Then time passes, you forget the pain and suffering of labor and delivery and next thing you know- a couple of years later, you're pregnant again. I'm telling you- moving feels the same way. It's this massive mental, emotional and physical effort, that I'll soon forget I'm sure, which is why I'm writing this. To remind myself to never do it again (or at least not for a few years).
While things on the main level of the house are getting themselves sorted out and put away, this is what the basement and my sewing room look like. This is actually about 1/32 of the boxes and tubs of sewing and crafting goods I brought with me. I hope it feels like Christmas and not like yard sale leftovers when I get to open these boxes again in a few months. Onward, to the next chapter- finishing the basement.

And some more supplies of mine, waiting patiently in the garage for their rightful place. Anyone need a almost brand-new microwave before I list it on KSL?