Where Would I Find...?

And now, another installment of "The Perfectly Staged Home".

We can't find anything!

Arrggghhh!

Our non-hanging clothes are piled in tubs in our closet because there are no drawers to place them in our bedroom. Searching for clothes has become a new, exciting adventure.

We've cleared so much stuff out of so many places the last week that we have no idea where most of it is. Today I thought about our hand-crafted Christmas stockings I pulled out of a cabinet earlier this week. I can't find them. I fear they've been tossed in a trash bag.

Arrggghhh!

Chances are they haven't been. But, that's how life is at our house these days. We can't find a thing.

I finished the back to the quilt for our bed in the moose late this afternoon. The next step was to embroider the label. Let's see. That requires floss and and needle. Hmmm! And, where would I find such a thing? Out to the garage I went, like Dr. Cook in search of the North Pole, I scaled the mountain of stuff in our garage in search of my craft supplies. Finally, the perfect floss and needle were found. Folks, it just shouldn't be this hard!

While I was happily stitching away, Boris, after a day of scrubbing carpets and taking care of a long list of to-dos, ventured into the RV-Dreams chatroom for the first time. Now he has a much better idea of what goes on in that place!

Well, it's Sunday night -- trash night -- and time for an assessment of how productive the week has been. Well, tomorrow we've scheduled a bulky trash pickup and a charity pickup, as well. So, our curb and driveway will be filled with all kinds of stuff to be hauled away.

Yes, it's been a very good week. But, we just can't seem to find a thing around here.