We are almost done moving into our new house (same town, different house).
Is it just my mess, or does it seem like the very last load is always a bunch of junk. I swear it's weird things/belongings I didn't care about in the first place... and I'm so desparate to get the moving done, I'm just shoving this junk into a box (appropriately labeled JUNK) and stuffing it in the back of the truck.
These boxes seem to live forever too, like a cockroach. I moved a box from House B to House C that I originally packed when we moved from House A. I have no clue what's in there. I opened it for a few seconds, realized it's contents and taped it back shut. Yes, the junk is still junk we want to keep... I think.
Which I guess leads me to my next thought... do I really want this damn junk?! I say no. So as I've been unpacking, I've been moving unwanted items to boxes & bags for Goodwill. Some stuff, like old makeup, I've been throwing away. It may take a while, but everything I throw out releases the junk weight off my shoulders. Ah! It's refreshing!