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Sled dog team, sprinting across the road on their way downtown toward the finish line.
And here's the musher, running behind a small red sled in the bottom center of the photo:
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Meanwhile, wife and daughters are building a wall of Totes in the garage, filled with all their things accumulated over the last five years for an eventual household. I just glanced out and realized the garage will be nearly empty when they've gone - and the first floor of the house will be completely empty.
Hmm. Let's see ... move the master bedroom to the ground floor? Create an office/library/reading room upstairs? Sell the living room furniture and redecorate?
Hmm. :)
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Nope.. Can honestly say I have never been held up by a dog sled team. Cattle, horses, chickens, dogs and once an ostrich but never a dog sled team.
Understood, Preppy. We were stopped by a herd of bison on the highway while driving to Alaska in '03, in Canada. We were still using a film camera then, and naturally I was out of film at the time.
Ah yes. What to do with the newly available space.
It's good to have a positive, forward outlook. Always wanted a downstairs master bedroom. Tempting, isn't it?
I'm not entirely convinced, but it's getting there. :)
Get rid of the crap and unused stuff.
If you haven't used it (or it doesn't have deep personal significance) in a year - sell, trade, throw-out, divest!!
I'm still doing it after moving from a 750 sq ft house into and 11 x 17 room (+ a small storage locker).
Economy and efficiency are the FUTURE!
:-)
gfa
Guffaw, that's a regular feature of our lives: we do it every 2 to 3 years. The feeling of freedom that comes from divesting unused stuff is wonderful!
There were two moments, as I was getting ready to move out, when my parents had their say on the matter.
My mother gave me a hard look as we parted ways, and said, "Now remember. I raised you not to come back."
My father, on the other hand, had his say much earlier, when trying to make sure I had all the tools and fix-it skills for a life on my own. In the middle of walking me through all the ways to fix plumbing and sweat pipes, he got a little gleam in his eye, a little mischievous smile, and said, "I didn't marry your mother for you kids."
Have fun, you two.
Wing, all I can say is, "Indeed we will. I can't wait!"
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