Last Friday, Mike and I rolled out of our driveway, the same driveway I have driven up and down for 47 years, for the last time. We have spent the last few weeks giving away, throwing away and donating most of our belongings. We have decided to start a new journey that involves living with much less; which also means not having a house any longer. It is a huge change from what we are used to.
Our first stop was a farmstay in Bowling Green, Kentucky (a really great place – I will write a post about our stay). I knew by the time we got there that we had brought too much stuff. The back of Devi was full and we even had to leave some things behind because there was no room left in the car. Luckily our host was getting ready to donate some clothes to a local charity and we asked if we could donate some things also.
The point is not what great people we are for donating stuff, the point is actually that we realized on the second day of our new life that we still had stuff we could live without. I began thinking why I had to have these few items and I could not remember for the life of me what I was thinking. So we have decided to pare down even more.
Now I am looking at the stuff I still have and I am wondering what I can part with. Do I really need four mini-sewing kits? Probably not seeing as I do not know how to sew. Do I need my set of 3 lb. weights for working out my arms? Probably not, since they have so much dust on them from non-use, they made me sneeze. Journals, I have several and I usually write everything on-line. They sit in a box just waiting for me to hand-write things again. I see now that I can actually get rid of more stuff.
So this new journey involves a conscious effort to live with less stuff. I dreamed it would be easier than it is, but as with any learning experience, it hurts but it will be worth it in the long run.