We recently moved. About a week ago, actually. And the experience reminded me of why I started this little blog in the first place. It also reminded me that it's been about 9 months since I've updated it, which is pathetic really. Not because I'm out to become the world's most prolific blogger or that I think anyone is really following it, but because the intent was to accomplish something and sadly I have made little progress toward my goals. This is not a time, though, to spiral into shame and self-blame, but to reevaluate and begin again.
We hired a moving company to transport our worldly possessions, and based on their averages and experience, they estimated that a family the size of ours moving from an apartment the size of ours would need about 30 cubic meters. (Don't worry if you don't know how much a cubic meter is, you don't need to to understand my point.) We loaded the truck with a little over 40 cubic meters. Granted, the company changed our time at the last minute and our final packing was done hastily, and in many cases not even by us. We probably could have packed smaller given more time. I probably would've found more things to give/throw away if I had been packing things myself. But still, it was enlightening to find out that we are living with about 33% more stuff than the average comparable family.
The other thing about moving is the direct confrontation with the reality of how much stuff we have. Packing it, loading it, moving it, unpacking it, and finding new homes for all the "stuff". I haven't liked what I've seen these past few weeks and I'm determined all over again to do something about it. I am once again motivated to de-clutter life - our stuff, our time and commitments, etc - and be more intentional about how I really want to live. I hope to take up this poor, dormant blog again as a part of this effort. More to come soon...
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