Looking around the house it’s not clearly visible that I’ve been in the packing process for about a week now. There are a handful of boxes shoved in a corner here and there. Mostly it’s the shelves, drawers and cupboards clearing out of things we’ve donated.
Yesterday we took a big trunk full of books down to the local library. Textbooks, dictionaries, novels, philosophy books… pretty much all genre of books found their way out to find a new home.
The desk has been cleared out and organized, so it’ll be easy to put on the truck. I’ve already planned to toss all of our plastic containers just before we head out the door. My love of collecting jars and bottles for another use has ceased and I’ve packed away some of them and tosses out quite a few more.
I’ve started sorting through some of my clothes so I’m not moving the stuff I never wear.
To the naked, untrained eye, packing hasn’t begun yet. The three boxes tucked in a corner of our dining room isn’t enough to be considered started. *giggles* It’s the deeper, unseen stuff which is the hardest and makes the most difference at the end of the day. As the title says, our progress isn’t visible yet. 😉