12 June 2008
Perfectionist part 2
So, how did Joshua learn to be a perfectionist? You guessed it . . . his mother! I have been working on packing and well, if I am going to do it, I'm going to do it right. I have a nice stack of boxes in my living room (not perfect, but better than all over my house), but I have to have a clean house. Fortunately I have boys who love me enough to help me keep everything clean as I go. We dust and vacuum, keep toys put away (the few that are left), sweep and mop, and most importantly never play on the boxes. It is a good thing I still have a month to finish my perfect packing job because it takes time! But when it is done it will be perfect!
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I helped my second cousin with her move in Arizona a few years ago. They packed and moved things themselves, and went so far as to number the boxes and then make a list of what was packed into each box. It made it handy for when they needed to find stuff during or after the move. When Sara and I moved to Columbia from Oregon, I thought about being that organized. That thought didn't last very long
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