Day 120-123: Moving hoovers.

So this post details a few items I've found while cleaning up and packing for our move. Currently, our 800 square foot apartment looks like a war zone, in case any of you were wondering. 

I have found a few things that I hadn't thought of since we moved from Texas, maybe longer...

Day 120:

This was a gift for our guests from our wedding. I love it. I have such fond memories of a few girlfriends coming over and forming a sweat-shopesque assembly line to make these bad boys. That's what friends are for, I suppose...

Day 121:

If you know what this means, leave a comment, because I'm so happy that you are reading my blog! There are only a handful of people in the world who know what this old (circa 2000) IBC rootbeer bottle means to me, and why I will NEVER throw it away. O-chem notes, yes. IBC bottle, no.

Day 122:

Why on earth did I think hanging a windchime up in our bedroom was a good idea? That, as it is, is dumb. The worst part is, I left the dang tag on. For a year. Ugh, I truly amaze myself sometimes. 

Day 123:

The current status of our dining room:

Sucky.