What time is it you say? It is time to see nothing but a sea of cardboard boxes. It is time to feel like the packing will never end. It is time to make such proclamations such as, “I am NEVER moving again!!!”, or “Why did I buy this in the first place”, or “The brain, it is dead”.
In the next few days I will try my best to document the move to a new house (and keep up with the 365 project) with my iPhone, but I am not even going to try and think I am going to be shooting any artsy-fartsy photos in the near future. I mean, it just took me five tries to even spell the word “artsy-fartsy”. I don’t know if this even makes any sense.
Toodles, and wish us luck!