Our house is looking rather...boxy these days. Not because of the construction or architecture, but because of the sheer volume of cardboard boxes we have stashed in every corner around our house. To an outsider it probably looks like we've started a box refugee camp, or are working towards setting a Guinness record for most cardboard fire hazards in a single home. I assure you, we're well aware of our rigid freeloaders, and are anxiously looking forward to curbside pickup day in our neighborhood...whenever that might be. Perhaps the 12 tons of cardboard will start to decompose before then, making the job of hauling it to the curb a little less burdensome.
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Someone might be willing to pay for those boxes, if they are moving. I have seen ads in the paper for people selling boxes. Just a thought.
This is a horrific sight. I never want to move again. Oh wait. Yes, I do! No!!!!!
Haha. Reminds me of our basement in our first house in Provo. Great photos on this blog!
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