Lost and found…

The last weekend has been revolving around lost and found..

This is my handsome little brother out surfing in the sea by Portugal. He is person who travels a lot, has a lot of fun and adventures and has a really good “taking life as it comes” attitude. He was surposed to be gone for a month, but stayed longer and that got us worried. He is not one who remembers to keep in touch when he is out having fun. But we are happy that is safe and sound at home. He stayed at a place where he worked as a builder and got payed in food and shelter.

Since we will be moving in about 3 weeks we had a busy weekend. We cleared out our storage, the garden and the furniture there. Our closets were organised, packed the summer clothes and threw away all the old stuff. But the coolest thing that happened this weekend was: Last time we moved I was really in a “trow away” mood, and threw loads of stuff away. I had a big collection of magazines and thought I had trown them out,…but there all the way in the back of the storage space were….3 bags of magazines…o JOY! I am now re-reading them and they are like new magazines now since I don’t remember what is in them…

In the middle of this mess…I am trying to do some journal-ling and scrapbooking, but I think I am going to pack it in soon. I really don’t like the way the house is looking now…boxes everywhere…really depressing and not ”homey” at all…I can’t wait to move

well….back to packing..