Well, mercy, mercy. I didn’t think I would be posting this so soon, but I am cranking into moving high gear. This weekend I got an offer on my house and I accepted. Then I went out and made an offer on another house and it’s been accepted. The buyers of my current home hope to close in two weeks but will allow me a bit longer to move out. Nonetheless, it’s going to be a killer to be ready to move so soon. Deadlines and such don’t like to make room for life, so here I am, rejoicing the sale/purchase/move on one hand and feeling panicked on the other for the lack of writing and lack of creativity.
Up next are home inspections, followed by appraisals, and all the necessary paperwork that goes with selling and buying. Last thing I need is more paperwork. I’m boxing up things for the shredder daily. Why do I still have receipts from more than a decade ago? Isn’t it amazing what we hold on to? As I’ve worked my way toward this move, I’ve come across far too many things that I moved into this house almost 11 years ago and haven’t been touched since. I don’t want to fall into that trap again. I want to truly simplify by owning less and having less own me.
Off to sort some more papers.