The Last Box

Okay, so it's been 6 full months since the final move into His 'n Her Condos.
Today, I momentously unpacked The last 3 boxes of "stuff" that have been sitting in the upstairs (extra) kitchen.

I know, 6 months is a really long time. I don't have a good excuse. I just never got around to it.
I have heard of the "last box phenomenon" from friends and family who have moved before - you've unpacked everything, and are completely organized except for the infamous "last box" that just sits there... for months, maybe years. ;)

I've had my large Raggedy Ann Painting in our bedroom closet since we moved in to the upstairs condo in March. We put it in there with some other artwork to keep it protected. This was the last thing that we needed to hang. It's a large and heavy piece, and I needed Dick's help to hang it up.

We finally got around to hanging it yesterday (yay) which (finally) allowed me to organize the closet in our bedroom. Now, that may sound ridiculous: "How could you have not been using the closet in your bedroom?" The closets in the upstairs condo (there are two) are TINY. They are an average width, but they are only about 10" deep. That's not deep enough to put hangers in. When I lived here by myself before, my parents & I put shelves in the closets to make them more functional.

Dick and I have our clothes in two different places: the closet units that we built in the spare kitchen, and a large chinese cabinet in the front room upstairs. My clothes have all been kind of packed in the cabinet, and I knew it would really help if I could spread my stuff out in the bedroom closet.

I went out today and bought two additional shelves and built them all in the closet. I was able to take all of my stuff out of the cabinet, and into the closet - much more organized this time. I was also able to take those final 3 boxes (which were from the two bedroom closets from the old house) and finally unpack them!

Hurray!
(applause)