When we moved out of our Beacon home four months ago, we left most of the furniture and all of our artwork behind to stage the house. It looks great but ah, at what cost, my friends?

For four months now we’ve been living out of totes because there’s nowhere to store the items we would like to unpack. Yes, we have closets and we brought dressers and our bed, a couch, a table and chairs…but honey, it’s not set up as it should be.

And then there are the stupid things we just forgot to pack. “Oh honey, where is such and such?” “In Beacon.” It’s not easy, this double life. But it will all be over soon!

I don’t want to jinx anything, but we can probably take our stuff out at this point. And we will, because if this deal falls through (Oh shit! Did I just jinx it?!) we’ll end up looking for renters by October. So, all of our crap needs to be out either way.

Now I have the horrible task of actually emptying out the entire house (and garage and basement and attic) instead of putting it off.

Ugh, maybe I prefer living without furniture.