Our extra stuff from our move to Wyoming has been in storage for 5 1/2 years... in my brother-in-law's garage.
We've been living temporarily... in a
tiny rental house all that time while building our
new home.
Today with the help of my two sons (ages 11 & 15), we started going thru some of our boxes and bringing them to the basement of the new house.
My older son found a metal slinky. I guess they don't make them that way anymore... I haven't gotten it back yet...
My younger son found my grab-it thingy for reaching into high cabinets. He thought it was great fun until I took it away. Poor kitty was being tortured with it!
I'll tell you... it's like Christmas... except as I went thru each box... I had a flood of wonderful memories of life back home in Massachusetts. I could remember where I kept each item in my big, old turn of the century colonial home.... sigh... : )
Now, if I can just get the mudding done... and painting done!!! Yes, I know... one step at a time!