Panic!

So[!] It started with a light panic attack, which turned into a mild panic attack, and then I went to Martha Steward blog and read about her move. The [G] saw trouble coming and suggested we take a walk through the house to calm down the situation...and now it has turned into a full blown PANIC ATTACK. Walking through the house with the [G] did not help at all, as he pointed out that only 1/100th of the "'stuff" in the house was his, and that would take him a morning to pack. 

His main concern was, that we were going to have massive fights about getting rid of stuff, but he now realised that it was all my problem as the other 99% of the "stuff" in the house was mine.......whaaaaaaaaa.

If you are Martha Steward your moving sounds something like this............."I recently sold Turkey Hill, my beloved home for the last 35 years. I actually moved two years ago to Katonah, in New York, and was ensconced in my new old farm there, so I had plenty of time to plan the formal, final move.

It had been my intention, once Turkey Hill was sold, to move everything the 25 miles from place to place with my own staff. Turkey Hill was filled to the brim with furniture, mirrors, lighting fixtures, and "stuff.""

It's not that I have'nt done anything, its more that i have just been moving stuff around. Not one box has been packed, yet. But i have been sorting and sifting through stuff. Ok, i got terribly side tracked and have been living in a state of "memory lane" the last couple of days.

Look what i found. The [G] grandparents old slide projector and slide....this weekend we are having a slide show.

and just for a little freak out i found these as well, and their little eyes have been haunting me the last couple of nights, are they the lost cousins of chucky the vampire slayer, or who's that little chucky guy...

Tomorrow i will be box hunting....