We’ve officially maxed out the capacity of our house to contain stuff.

I’m not sue how it happened, but it did.

In order to use one room, we have to pile up all the stuff and stash it in another room. Then when we need to use that room for something, we have to pile it up again and move it to yet another room. On it goes.

Over the weekend we started throwing stuff out, sending stuff to the thrift store, putting stuff in boxes. But where to put the boxes?

It might be time for a (gasp!) yard sale. But don’t hold your breath. Neither Brooke or I have much talent for selling stuff. Even when it’s good stuff and we’re not asking much.