Okay, I’m beat!  The movers came and loaded up all our stuff yesterday, and the resulting adrenaline crash has been something else.  As I’m in a very uncreative (and tired) mood, this month’s 12 of 12 is a collection of photos of things that are not here.  Welcome to my Not 12 of 12.  (My apologies for what I fear is a rather boring series of photos.  They’re the result of an exciting process, I assure you!)

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1. My parents’ garage is Not full of boxes and furniture! (They are so excited at the prospect of actually parking in there again.)

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2. The top of the driveway, where my car is Not parked.  (Where my car Is parked: Seattle!  Jason took delivery of it last night – woot!)

100_23003. This is Not the kids’ sandbox.  The porch no longer says, “Welcome, small children live here.”

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4. Welcome to the spot that does Not house our grill and outside garbage cans.

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5. This is Not my yarn; it’s all Mom’s!  She does Not have to share stash space with me.

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6. This corner does Not house the old English wardrobe Mom and Dad used for their linens.  Now it’s home to the old leather chair we found at a garage sale last week.  (The wardrobe’s moving with me!)

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7. Not my closet.  (You can tell by the absence of elfa.)

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8. The wall my desk was on, where I am Not sitting while I post my 12 of 12.

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9. These are Not the boys’ beds.  I mean, well, they are beds (camping cots), and the boys are sleeping on them this week, but…  Ack, you know what I mean.

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10. The playroom is Not housing a train table, but there’s so much more room to run around!

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11. …and I do believe these are Not all of the boys’ toys!

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12. Now that our bicycles are Not taking up this whole space, we have a much better view of the water heater, dehumidifier, and crawl space entrance – thank goodness!

Stay tuned for next month’s 12, which will be brought to you directly from the great state of Washington!  Happy 12th, everyone!

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