After five and a half years in the house we are in as of the time of this post, we are saying goodbye to Gigantic, Old, Dusty House and hello to Teeny, Tiny, Considerably Less Old and Hopefully Less Dusty House. I can hardly believe that a week from tomorrow is Moving Day! I haven’t started packing yet, and I’m not even remotely stressed. Some of you just may have experienced stress reading that last part about not packing with only a week until moving day…I’m sorry to have stressed you out! Oddly, this is the first move I can ever remember that I did not have some kind of dread deep within, even when the move was wanted.
I am very thankful to have a home to live in, a home that is safe and comfortable. And if we owned this home and had the money, it could really be fixed up nicely. I love the old, dark wood here. I love being close to the library and the butcher shop. But I won’t miss the dust! There’s not much you can do about dust in a house that is over one hundred years old. Battle it or give in…and honestly, I surrendered. It was just too much. I also will not miss living on a very busy road. Our new house has a dishwasher and central air, and I can’t tell you how happy that makes me!
We are only moving six blocks away, and it’s temporary…until we move to Arizona in a year or so. It will help us accomplish two very important steps in getting to the Valley of the Sun…save money and get rid of stuff. Obviously, we’ll need money to move across the country. And I am NOT taking all this junk with us. I’m tired of dragging it around with me. And the way this is working out will make it fairly easy to downsize. First, we move essentials…beds, couch, kitchen stuff…then we figure out what we have room for and move that. The rest of it will get sold, given away or thrown away.
It’s true I’ve struggled with clutter and KTMS (Keeping Too Much Stuff). I even did a post a while back about being SOS (Sick of Stuff). And it’s also true that I could have gotten rid of said stuff at any time…you know, I Can Quit Any Time I Want To…but it’s much easier when you just don’t have room for it. I know I’ll have to make some tough decisions, but it’s just stuff. I’m tired of feeling choked and suffocated by stuff that just sits around collecting dust.
So now, I need to plan the moving strategy, then see if it matches my husband’s. Most likely it does not, since men and women think completely differently. But one thing I love about our relationship is that most of the time we work very well together. We’ve learned when to give and when to take and when to leave the other alone (most important!), and I know even if our strategies are not identical, we’ll get through the move just fine.
I’m going to post this and get back to Pinterest. I can’t believe some of the things you can do with pallets…amazing, I tell you. I’ve got ideas for summer projects…