This box counting idea is getting more and more difficult. Not only do I not really want to unpack all of these boxes since there is still no place to put stuff while we renovate 1000 sq. feet of 1600 sq ft., but now I need to RE-PACK some boxes in anticipation of spray foam insulation coming in, hope fully this week. Spray foam is toxic, and so I cannot have my “kitchen” out in the open, inhaling all of the poison fumes, which they say for 12 hours can be harmful. I don’t trust even covering my dishes, pots, pans and food with plastic.
Oh dear. So Box #121’s contents of condiments, vinegars, oils and other pantry items, will have to go into the entryway along with almost all of my other BEFORE kitchen table (see www.spinningstrawintogold.readmstradinger.com) items. And, I know I already had another box of vinegars and oils. What can I say. I forget how much supply I have. You never want to run out of Balsamic, right?
Towels. Kitchen dishtowels.
Sheets. Other linens
More books. Remember we moved 4,000 pounds of books from Illinois in 2008. Most of these have stayed in boxes. I have given a lot away.
Peter’s files from high school. Wish I had his poetry and his novella from 11th grade. Maybe it’s here somewhere.
Candles. Lots of candles.