boxes

We've been rockin' the boxes here at the new house since the big move of '08. I'm sure we'll continue to have a close relationship with boxes for some time. Mostly it's fine--it has brought a zen-like lifestyle of not too much stuff.

Today, however, it brought frustration. I need to alter some of the drapes we have decided upon and was ready to jump in after a little procrastination (read: Project Runway watching, TJs going, and prosciutto wrapping). I dove into the box room, found the following items: sewing machine, straight pins, iron and good scissors. I even made a little sewing station. I did not find the pedal/plug that makes the sewing machine go. I have a clear memory of putting the bag with said item into a box that was different than the sewing machine. I even remember thinking that this is a bit of a bad idea.

Now I'm faced with unpacked stuff and long drapes. Grrr.