Episode of Hoarders Waiting to Happen

When the kids and I moved into this apartment, Tyler was about 4 months old. So, it was good for us. Well, we have lived here for almost two (2) years and have just run out of space. I had planned to move later this month into a three bedroom apartment but decided against that. However, because I made that decision and am so busy, I started packing the house in increments. You know, a container a day so to speak.

Initially, the containers were in my living room. Well, my son thought they were a race track for his cars. Besides the fact, it made the already crowded space look smaller. So, I moved all the stuff to the patio.


That empty space is the path from the sliding glass door off the living room to the washer and dryer just right of the door.


The other door is my bedroom which is now completely blocked and I cannot use as an exit point. My friend told me my patio is an episode of Hoarders waiting to happen. I am not a hoarder. I do not keep stuff for 600 years. (Okay, so I have a flight attendant beverage cart on the patio. But it serves a purpose.) Everything in the storage containers is stuff we need. I just need a larger place to live. Although I am not complaining because three years ago, my entire life was in one storage container in my parents' garage!

Praise God for being out of room! I have come a long way!!