No, I am not searching for Amelia Earhart, although Kitties, she might very well be in this "bedroom" and we would never know.
I am here to bring the shameful light of truth to yet another deviant aspect of Mosaic Lady's daily life.
She is a box hoarder. She's like one of those crazy people you see profiled on Prime Time Live, The Discovery Health Channel, or Dateline: Online Cardboard Predator.
Hey! How did my picture get on that box of Pro Plan?
When Mosaic Lady and the Colorado Furs moved to NC, there was this spare room. ML's weak excuse is that after moving three times in five years, she vowed that when she moved again, the very least she could do for herself was have all her empty boxes handy.
Because she buys all of her mosaic supplies online (and most everything else), the boxes have easily doubled in under a year. You are looking at maybe one quarter of the boxes in this room. They are nearly tumbling out the door.
No. There is no "breaking down" of boxes. That is extra work.
(Remember -- she is lazy.)
Besides being appalling and shameful, this is surely some sort of fire hazard.
Adding injury to insult, she keeps the door closed to prevent me from going in and playing. This is very rude of her. There is nothing I enjoy more than scaling the very back row to see how many towers I can tumble at once.