On… Stuff… So Much Stuff…
The other day, we completely emptied a house. Why we had to empty that house isn’t important. It was full of my family’s old stuff and it all needed to go. Frankly, we had already cleared out most of the house. In one final session, we finished the job, having hired a skip and filled it up. As brother sorted out the last few bits though, I stared at that skip. And all I could think of was “holy shit we had a lot of stuff.” But were did all this stuff come from? Honestly? No idea. My whole family… [Continue Reading]
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