Moving is no picnic. Granted, if I owned fewer things it would be easier at least physically. But beyond the packing and unpacking there is the reorientation. All the things I got used to over 9 years in Fort Collins have to be figured out in a new rural environment.
Every box that had space in it got filled with yarn. This seemed like a brilliant idea when I was packing, but when unpacking I’ve ended up with boxes of yarn used for packing which belongs in a handful of different places, all of which are already full of yarn. I opened the box containing the video head for my tripod when setting up for Change the Shed this week, and like all the other boxes, there was yarn inside. Look at that! Who puts an overdyed churro in with Shetland and what looks like a mini-skein of Highland plus there is a ball of Harrisville Koehler singles tucked in there as well? Yarn does make a good packing material and so far I’ve found nothing broken, so there is that.
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