Moving.
You always get a glimpse of the pack rat hoarder you really are.
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2 comments:
LOL I totally agree. You NEVER know how much stuff you have until you move! LOL
When I move from this house, it'll be inside a plain pine box!
Pack rats....yes, we are. That's why I've cultivated so many YOUNGER friends, like you!!!!
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