There we go. It's June 2nd. My lease is up on July 31st and I already have 8 boxes of stuff I won't be using in the next two months duct taped shut and neatly labeled. I suppose I could argue that if I won't use it in the next two months, I don't need it at all, but most of it is winter cloths and books. Not much call for wool in summer, and just because I don't read a book in the next two months doesn't mean I won't be looking for it four months from now.
Still, I am making an effort to fill up bags of things for St. Vinnie's and/or a moving sale. Must declutter, at least until I own a house. I am so sick of moving all this stuff.
