A Small Mishap

Recently we saw several vehicles who had suffered hail damage.  They were not at all attractive and rust was setting in.  We did not want that to happen to our pretty car so we decided to scrap our box-a-day unpacking plan and see if we could clear out the garage faster.

We worked like fury getting boxes into the house and mostly unpacked.  Well, not really.  We moved some boxes upstairs to the rooms they were going to--our clothes into our closets, Dear One's "stuff" in his "office/TV room" and my good stuff into my workroom.  Well, some of my stuff up there.

We found several boxes of kitchen things and moved them into the kitchen end of the living room. Other boxes came into the living room.  It was not attractive but since there was only my knitting chair in the living room there was plenty of space.  As we emptied apple boxes and bins, we put them into the living room along one wall.

Finally the garage was just about ready for the car.  Except for the food storage.  Dear One said he wanted to move one stack of cases of number 10 cans of beans and other things to sit beside the other stack so it would only be one stack wide.  He was dying from all the work he had done so I said I would be able to help on that project. After all, I am pretty tough.  I thought.

 I took the top box and set it on the ground in position. No sweat.  (Well, not true, I was sweating like a pig in the 98 degree weather with 85 percent humidity.) I took the second box and had it almost in position but it slipped out of my hands, dropped onto the other box, bounced back and hit my leg. Twice.  R-r-r!  I did not swear.  (I didn't even THINK swears, which might mean that I am making progress on some of my personal goals!!) It hurt so that it almost brought tears to my eyes.  That put an end to my offer of help.  I went inside to the cool living room and sat in my knitting chair for a while. Several days later there is still a big lump and don't even THINK of touching it to see if it still hurts...!

The following picture shows you that we actually accomplished our goal.  Since this picture was taken we have made more progress but have not a picture to document it currently.  You can see the offending food storage along the left side of the picture.

So, more work to do, but I still think we may need to have a yard sale.  We will have to have it someplace else. I think I read in the covenants of the HOA that yard sales and other sales are strictly forbidden.  Probably a good thing...