Many things have happened since I last updated this blog about 2 months ago. Dear Hubby and I spent a nice two and a half weeks on vacation with my parents in Indiana, U.S.A., in July. I came back to Mexico City to finish up at work and take care of winding up the household stuff in order to move permanently back to the United States later this year; DH stayed, finding a job in Chicagoland to live on in the meantime. We are well embarked on this major relocation venture! Woo hoo!
Since I’ve been back I’ve spent a lot of time just going through and getting rid of stuff. Actually, I’ve been doing this sporadically for the last year or so, anticipating this move. However, since the move is now actually imminent, the garage-sale-esque activity has intensified greatly. And whereas before I was just getting rid of stuff I didn’t really want or use, now I am cutting down much closer to the bone and starting to divest myself of things which, were I able to keep them, I would not get rid of, at least not at this time. Everything must go! rings the going-out-of-business ad copy. It’s pretty much like that for me; all I will be able to take with me is what will fit in two large suitcases and a carry-on. It’s kind of exhilarating!
Clothes that I don’t wear get donated to those who can use them. Books and kitchen items and decorations and craft supplies and other good-condition miscellany I take to work and try to sell, tag sale style, to my colleagues in the Teachers’ Lounge. That which doesn’t sell, and large items like pieces of furniture, I hope to milk for whatever I can get at a “real” garage sale (sans garage) shortly before I leave town for good.
And it keeps getting easier, and it keeps feeling better and better. It seems like it was harder to get rid of the unwanted junk way-back-when than it is to part with the stuff I like now. It’s a lot of work, yes, but it hardly hurts at all anymore. How much good it has done me to climb out from under this pile of possessions! I’d heard and read many times about how having stuff weighs you down, and yeah, I understood that, intellectually, and could repeat the platitudes … but I didn’t really know it. I’m starting to know it now. Thank you, God! What a delicious blessing!
So far I’ve just barely made a dent in the mountain of stuff, and already I am enjoying multiple benefits. What will it be like when I’m down to just the basics, to having only the things I really need (plus a few items of sentimental value)? I like to imagine that I will finally be able to live up to my name, Robin – finally be light enough to fly.
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