I wondered out loud the other day in my blog if the junk (very valuable trinkets with priceless sentimental value) would ever be meaningful enough to live outside of a storage unit. The answer is yes. All 17 feet of a packed U-haul now resides in our back room. Only weeks after turning this room into a nice guest room, a quiet escape when we don't have guests, which is almost always, this room is now the unlikeliest of mini storage units. We underestimated the difficulty of finding available storage in the center of the universe. We could not locate a unit small enough and cheap enough. I am grateful to find out that there are people who have enough junk (valuables) to require a storage unit twice what we need. Storage that size really qualifies as an off property room addition.
There was only one way to solve our delimma. We invited our belongings to move in with us. I am hopeful our arrangement is very temporary. I am actually taking the day off work tomorrow to help Katie decide who gets to stay and who has to go. I am sure it will be a very difficult day - one full of many sad good byes.
The loading and unloading was definitely a chore, but overall, we had a nice trip to North Carolina and back. We are very grateful for a safe journey. We are also very grateful for the opportunity to see many friends we hadn't seen in several months. I am glad that we haven't lost contact with them like so often happens when you move away. Elliott got to spend time with our God-daughter Mary Addison while I was loading the truck. Katie said they played together wonderfully, which puts a mark in the "he might just like it" column when trying to prognosticate his reaction to the arrival of a little brother or sister.
Speaking of which, Katie has her next ultrasound this Tuesday. We will likely no whether it is indeed a brother or sister that will be joining Elliott in terrorizing the rooms of our house that have not been converted in to storage units.
You'll surely be the first to know.