EZ Binz

History

When my husband and I last moved, I was eight and a half months pregnant with our second child. It was July, and we were living on the third floor of our apartment building with no elevator. The thought of packing up our home within a couple of weeks and moving was the last thing that I wanted to do, let alone could do. My husband was busy with work, and hiring movers was out of the budget. Boxes were hard to find, and when we did find decent cardboard boxes, finding a way to bring them home was frustrating. We felt overwhelmed by our move... Luckily, our family came to our rescue to help pack and move our apartment. My Dad had the idea to repurpose some plastic bins that no he longer used. As we packed the bins, we found ourselves saying things like,