Some of you are probably starting to think that I made up the Shimmy Shack and am actually living in my tack room next door to Val, sleeping on hay bales. Peeing in his stall (you know you've all done this). For various reasons I have not posted photographic evidence so far because...
Misplaced my camera in the move for a while
Found camera but neighbors kept running over my internet lines (because it took a r-e-a-l-l-y long time for my internet provider to come bury them)
Sometimes I skipped out on unpacking to spend quality time with my horse - mental health days
It takes a veritable storage genius with the patience of Job to solve the where will all my stuff go?! puzzle when you try to move (even a very small) house worth of possessions into a trailer
I will be officially + totally unpacked / moved in tomorrow. (insert wild applause here) Photo tour to come ;)