Funny how a move prompts you to really declutter and purge. I’m convinced that it isn’t some instinctive urge associated with moving, but rather the thought that yes, you really do have to move all that crap.
Everything I’ve packed has been greatly pondered. “Do I love this enough to pack it, move it, and unpack it?” Usually, I’ve said NO, and as a result have made a bit of cash on craigslist, donated to charity, and have somehow filled the trashcans to the brim this week. Yeah, I’m sure thats not very “green” of me, but at least I know that I’m simplifying and I feel confident saying I wont aquire this much CRAP again.
Homeschooling surrounded by boxes isnt fun. I’m counting down the days at this point just so I can enjoy space and efficiency again. I hate how disorganized I feel. Hate it. If nothing else though, it definately motivates me to maintain a decluttered, organized home once we’re there. It gets tough when school starts to keep things the way I like them, but I’m more motivated than ever to bless my family with a house that feels good to live in.
In the meantime though, I’ll continue to lighten the load and make every effort to maintain *some* peace in this house. I’ve never been more convinced that a persons home is (or should be) of great comfort. An oasis from the rest of the world. I cant wait to reclaim my life and find comfort again!!