The moving disease
I am currently on the verge of moving my stuff to a new postcode and to be perfectly honest with you, I wish someone could pack for me. I didn’t realise that I had so much junk and speaking of junk I mean shoes; brand new shoes that haven’t been worn and still in the shoe box. Should I blame my boring unsociable lifestyle ? Or my greedy desire for wanting irrelevant things that can’t be worn anywhere? It gets even worse ! Also moving to a secluded area with no form of contact with the outside world -to the point where even fibre optic cannot be found. How do I possibly feed my feminine needs and super ego? Do I just buy things to blog about them or what?! This question is surely tougher than deciding a dissertation topic. To be honest I am quite embarrassed that’s why I have decided to give some to people who truly need them (charity) 🙂
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Love the quotes in the picture frame idea. Pinterest is surely addictive!
~Sherine
Confessions Of A City Girl / Enerjiee