Seven years ago, I moved back home halfway through my junior year of college. Well, maybe 6 and a half. But needless to say, I moved a lot of junk home with me. One room in the house was designated to housing some of my junk - the things that had to be with me because they couldn't go to storage. Housed in this room happens to be Artie, my 8 year old dwarf rabbit... and Toots, my 3 year old beardie. When Artie moved in, this room was called - The Rabbit Room.
Now that I am looking to buy a home of my own, the time has come to clean out this room - because we all know - I am NOT housing it at my new pad. Plus, I haven't even looked at most of the crap IN 7 years. So, if I don't know it's there... I don't need it. Which means - majority of it is getting thrown away OR donated. Here are a few shots:
5 bags have been filled... and it doesn't even look like I put a dent in this mess... yikes!
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Keep up the good work girl. You're so right, you don't want to take all the 'extra' stuff to your new home. Toss it. Toss it. Toss it!
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