I sort, and toss, and organize. Rinse and repeat. And somehow it does not seem like we will fit what we have into this small space. Notice I said have and not need. Yep cause I am sure there are things that we dont need that have made their way into the trailer. So again I sort, I toss, I organize. And somehow it is starting to fit. Starting to make sense. Starting to be home. Our new tiny home. I remember when we moved to Montana, I was not sure how we would fit into a small four bedroom house. Now with three less kids we are moving into a very tiny travel trailer. I am looking forward to all that lies before us. Mostly learning to enjoy my family again. Not that I hate them mind you, but sometimes it seems like we dont really like each other all that much anymore. So I want to learn to work together, play together, and most importantly pray together. But for now I sort, I toss, I organize.......
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