At the end of August, we finally moved all of our stuff out of storage and into the new house. Most of it got deposited in the garage until we could figure out where it needed to go, but then everything happened and we never got the chance to revisit the garage pile.
Today I decided to take a stab at it, not to clear it out, but to make it more manageable for when we have time to address it. It was hard work with heavy lifting, but when I was done I loved seeing the chaos come into order.
Baby E kept me company, discovering old toys he had long forgotten about and playing Moana in an infant bathtub he found. I can always count on him to turn anything into a toy.