There’s nothing quite like having to physically touch each and every thing you own to make you realize you have too much stuff. I’m finding things that I haven’t used in the two years of living in my current place. In my mind, if I haven’t used it in two years, I don’t need it. I’m going to donate what I’m not using and hope that those things find a new home where they are used.
“If you want a golden rule that will fit everything, this is it: Have nothing in your houses that you do not know to be useful or believe to be beautiful.” -William Morris
On a related note, I really don’t like moving. There’s something about the chaos of it that I find unsettling. I’m trying to look at just why I feel this way. In the meantime, I’m staying positive and grateful. I’m trying to make it as fun as I can, playing upbeat music while I work and drawing silly pictures on the outside of my boxes. My movers are going to think I’m nuts, but I’m okay with that. ☺️
August 9, 2015
Moving is always like a trip down memory lane. The fun part is organizing a new home and starting fresh. Where are you going? Why the move?
August 9, 2015
It really is, Sandi! I’ve gotten rid of so much stuff over the last 5 years that it’s easier than it used to be. I think moving is a little like giving birth: you forget how painful it is. Otherwise, you’d never do it again. 😉
It is fun to start fresh and I love the organizing part. I’m still in Indy, just closer to work and farther from my stalker. Both good things! 🙂
August 9, 2015
I shudder to think of having to pack up this house I’ve been in for 35 years. However, I am on a slow but steady depurging effort!
August 9, 2015
Rather, purging. Not depurging. What the……?