Here’s our patio two weeks ago after we moved all the stuff out of our storage unit rental. This is the three-year culmination of our plan to finish the basement in six to nine months.
We almost won the vote for Best White Trash Yard, but failed for lack of a rusted out car wasting away under a blue tarp in a field of overgrown weeds next to the bald tire pile across from the single wide–it was close, though.
In between entertaining my brother and niece who really don’t need much entertaining, I spent the bulk of last week opening boxes from our move six years ago to determine what was inside, tossing, sorting and then consolidating the contents into storage bins of various sizes.
I found some old friends in some of the boxes:
Here’s the storage area in the basement so far:
John installed four shelf brackets in one corner to make a place to hang all my seasonal wreaths:
We reserved the space under the stairs for all our Christmas stuff:
We still have a ways to go, but since I’m burned out, it’s now John’s turn down there.