Moving house

A couple of months ago, when my parents moved house, I saw the biggest collection of stuff I had ever set my eyes on. Old stuff, new stuff, used stuff, unused stuff... You name it, they had it.

And it all had to be moved...

It was then that I said to my wife these words:
"We're lucky. When we move it's going to be much easier, cos we don't have that much stuff..."

Boy...

Was I soooooooo wrong...


Two weeks of pain...packing.

One day of pure agony...lifting and sifting.

Unending torture...unpacking.


Pain...Agony...Torture...

But at the end of the day, the best feeling one could ever have.


I now have a spacious, beautiful house

To call my own... :)