Chaotic, Tumultuous, Cataclysmic

Life at the Stash Haus in the recent past can be described with these words...and a few choice others, which are probably best left unprinted.

DH has burned out in his current position. He's given notice and will be leaving at the end of summer. In order to finance DH's job change, we are moving to a small town about an hour away. And when I say small, I mean SMALL. As in, there's not even one stoplight in the town. It resembles Garrison Keillor's Lake Woebegone.

So we are now in the process of selling the current Stash Haus and buying another - and trying to stay sane through all the details, financing, negotiation, and experts that these events require. Pre-marital counseling, bah-humbug! I think a more worthwhile enterprise would be to have couples who wish to marry buy/sell a house together or require them to complete a remodeling project together. If they still want to get married after that, I can't think of a better predictor for marital success.

So, as you can see, the Sorting of the Stash was not just a mad, impulsive attempt at reorganization. The stash, liberated from its closet, was taking up quite a part of the house. This is just about 1/2 of the bins.



We rented a couple of these. The stash, our books, CDs, and other household goods and furniture are being stored in them.



Before I put the stash into the temporary storage containers, I added some natural moth balls (or so I hope they turn out to be). I bought cotton tea bags and an 8 oz. bag of whole cloves. I hope moths don't like cloves - if so, I think the stash is safe.



What I like about the tea bags is that I'll be able to use them again and replace the cloves when they lose their potency or to fill with any other natural moth repellant mixture.

The Stash Haus is being prepared to look its best for showing to potential buyers.



As for the occupants of the Stash Haus, we are exhausted down to the last one of us...