So as tends to happen in moves, I have been on a pretty active hunt for some of our things. Strangely, we are missing a bunch of clothing. Specifically, for our Spoonful. So many of those clothes *poof* gone! Go figure! I even (mostly) caught up on laundry, but these items were nowhere to be found!! I realized at one point that there was probably laundry at the house when we left, and it got me wondering if the huge hamper that lived under our laundry chute actually made it over here. So a couple of nights ago, I made my way over to the other house. Our dream home, once upon a time. Our custom built lovely bi-level with the tall basement windows, the french door pantry, and everything to our liking. Man. Going back there was kind of wild. It echoed. It is littered with some little trash. Dust bunnies. Some cleaning products and a few things still on the walls. It is a beautiful home. But its not our home anymore. Indisputably.
I checked for the clothing downstairs. No dice. I walked through every room to see if they happened to be in a box of something in some unexpected place. Nothing. I didn’t find anything that needed to come home in that moment, though there are still things to move. And things to clean. We are definitely not quite done over there, lol! But it’ll come.
I came back home empty handed, and since then, have found a couple of black garbage bags of dirty laundry tucked amidst the many things we still have to unpack. So there may or may not be more. Some of the things have been located. Others are still missing.
So the hunt continues. Where have all the jammies gone?