I would be lucky if this photo depicted everything we own. Factor about 12 times this. Okay, maybe 112 times this.
A trailer does not lend itself to living large. Or living with lots of stuff. (It is not even designed to be lived-in for any length of time, but I am a rebel.) What I did not recognize early enough was that I was everyone’s repository for stuff — and what that fact would mean as time passed. Continue reading “Where does all our stuff go?”