On the day we moved in, the clutter was overwhelming. Just as usual. I was far more grateful and glad this was the clutter a lot better than the last one. At least it's getting smaller and lesser, but still, here and there, is overwhelming.
I guess it because of the few movings we had experienced in the past, this time was different. Compare to the house's, my clutter was way too simple and easy to organize. (yeah I was no.1 got my room filled, cleaned and set!)
Despite the fact that we had quite a number of moving-ins, it seems not enough lesson-learned to mark every boxes we filled while we were packing at the old house. We hardly put an end in seeking something high and low, far and wide. It was worth a laugh or just not smart enough. I mean, we watch movies, dramas and whatnot, it just never crossed our minds.
I'm not sure if we deserved a punch in the gut, when our weighing machine got stolen in the past moving. Luckily things like this only happened once. (blame the truckers, it was them!) It wasn't a good planning then, because of the extreme clutter. Anyway, this time moving-in, you could say we were blessed.
Seems nobody enjoy moving, most I guess.
Talking about moving-outs and moving-ins!