Our basement is a mess. Well, was a mess. We had boxes of crap that we hadn't touch since we moved our stuff to storage in August 2007, when we moved to Louisville and stayed with Mark's parents. They moved, untouched and unopened, with us to this house 14 months ago. It was time to tackle them.
My aunt Ginny generously offered to spend the weekend and help us sort through the mess. And did we ever sort. The result? An organized basement. Everything's labeled and tucked nicely away, and there' s a huge yard sale pile for our courtwide yard sale in May, as well as a large Craig's List/Ebay pile. Time for me to get busy!
Here's a few before photos of the mess:
And now, the beautiful organization (keep in mind the piles will be gone in a couple months):
Liam and his godmother (and saint) Ginny at the skate park in downtown Louisville. My uncle, Civil Engineer and Town Planner, is thinking about creating one in their hometown, so we went to visit. Liam was fascinated. Future skateboarder, maybe?
The boys. They sure do love each other. They crack each other up, and it's the best thing ever. I now understand what "heartwarming" means.
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Can Aunt Ginny come to our house?? We so need to do the same thing and I'm in complete denial and too lazy to start. Cute pics of the boys. They are both growing so fast!
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