Since my last post about “the move,” I have been boxing and sorting and throwing out and giving away. The storage container from PODS has been here eleven days, and little by little by little, it is being filled up. Sometime today some guys from church are coming over to help move some of the bigger furniture pieces that will go in the pod. I would love to have the pod ready to be carted away early this coming week. We’ll see.
Even though I am trying hard to eliminate a lot of “stuff,” I’m sure I will move too much with me and have to do some more purging wherever I wind up.
Why is it we hang on to things? My neighbor and his family just moved to Salt Lake. Before leaving, he came over to say goodbye, and we were talking about all the stuff. He mentioned a friend who discovered an unopened box from when they moved into their home ten years ago. I laughed and said, “He shouldn’t open it. If he’s done without it this long, just give it away.” I speak with some authority on this. I’m discovering things that I moved into this house 10 1/2 years ago that I haven’t touched since.
I hope to put into practice something my pastor spoke about when he preached his “Simplicity” series last year. When you buy a new _____, an old one has to go. And if you haven’t used it in one or two years, get rid of it. (I would make an exception for my elegant awards banquet dresses.)
Little by little, we cross an ocean. (Another pastor of mine used to say that, except he said it in Spanish.)
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