So, Sunday night we closed the doors and left our house, Mama's and Daddy's house. We left a big mess. With moving it seems like you never do get finished...you have to just call it a day, and stop. I realized that you fill your space with just a thing or two at a time. It accumulates. Trying to move ALL of it into a much smaller space and all at the same time, is impossible. So many things just might not fit into our apartment, physically or aesthetically. My favorite display shelf and matching mirror, for example, looked wonderful in a lavender bedroom. Maybe it won't look quite right now. And I am very tired of trying to figure out what I really value. I have a collection of crocheted shawls. They are beautiful. My mother made two or three. Aunt Shelly made one that I coveted for months. There are two or three more. I need a way to display them. And all the wall decor might not work here. And books, books, books!!! Wow, try living with bibliomaniacs........okay, yes, I am one myself for sure, but it makes for what seems like thousands of books!!!! And dishes that are never used, but must be saved because, dishes connect the women in my family to each other.
Oh well, I got the kitchen organized today and it actually, physically feels good. Don't you believe in feng shui?? I do.
5 years ago
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It's hard to believe it's really done (at least in terms of the old house). Congrats ... I guess?
Oohhhh! How I wish we lived closer together! We could talk about all of our issues with down-sizing. I know just what you are doing there because it's what I am doing here. My books are still all in boxes waiting for me to paint the bookshelf my son-in-law built for me. I suppose I am fortunate that a lot of what I left is still upstairs with my daughter and I can go up and see it anytime. But there was still a lot that I had to part with, and it was hard. Some things that I thought were treasures obviously weren't, because no one wanted them. Other things went to another home with my kids. I was gratified for each things they wanted and felt happy it had a new family home. Then there is all that stuff that is so hard to part with, and I think about that. Some things I am keeping and thinking about.
Such a different life we are acquiring. I hope we feel lighter when it is done. It's certainly a different lifestyle. I am trying to embrace it and enjoy the smallness of my little place. I do love it, and it is every so much easier. I never look at the back yard with guilt because I don't see it anymore. It belongs to Honor and Matt now.
Well, enough of this rambling. I hope you enjoy your new freedom once the dust settles. It takes months. I am not there yet, and we started a little before you.
Just looked at all the pictures and commented. I am so excited for you! I will have to make a visit on my next trip to Utah. I have also enjoyed your music as I browsed through. Also, please excuse all my typos from my clumsy fingers!
Oh moving can be such a pain. I would have no idea what to keep and what to let go. I would have to keep my books...and the dishes too! And the fabric and the picture and the...hehe
hugs
Oh,that's hard! It seems like each thing takes thought and time and when you don't have the time to give to it it's frustrating. Diane
Hi Rosalie, Moving is hard --no matter when you do it... I sorta like moving (except for all of the work) because it gives me a chance to get rid of things which have been around but not used for years...
When George and I got married, we had his and her stuff... We decided to get rid of most of that (other than personal stuff we wanted to keep) --and begin to buy 'our' stuff. It has worked well for us...
Hope you enjoy the new home...
Hugs,
Betsy
love the garage or "Man cave" looks great.
Glad I finally re-found you here Mudder. Love you!!!!!!
Wow...........what an emotional trip. The "man cave" looks wonderful.How clever and creative.
Downsizing......it is so liberating! We can become so "possessed" by our possessions.
Yet I love my things...they connect me with who I am. I think we don't need to be obligated to "things", but keep those things you love and that make you feel good. (however, I have some big regrets as a result of my simplifying). I'm no help. I also feel quite sad looking at the old house. The porch, the bay window, standing on the counter to explore the treasures too high to reach......all occupy a little space in my heart. Memories. Comfort, security, love, acceptance. Sigh................
Your new place is perfect. New memories to create. A home full of love. Congratulations..........
Love and best of all to all of you.
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