Y’all, we’re in the home stretch and I’m finally feeling the pressure. Up til now I’ve been pretty laid back about the whole thing, I’ve been slowly selling all of our belongings for a couple of months now. But all of a sudden I have less than 2 weeks. Two weeks! Which in my brain, translates into one week. Because by the time the last week gets here, it’s over – you’re out of time.
Most of the stuff is out of the house. I’ve effectively gutted the place of it’s innards. What remains is the skeleton. The large pieces of furniture. The couches and tables and such. Which still makes the house look quite full.
And then there’s trying to box up the bit we are keeping, which isn’t much, mind you. We’re putting some stuff in storage, a couple boxes of souvenirs and treasures; the stuff you just can’t get rid of but have no use for. Sigh. And we have a few boxes of books that we don’t want to part with.
The part I’m waffling on right now, is the matter of clothes. I’ve already reduced our clothes down dramatically, but we go back and forth on how many winter clothes we should take with us. Obviously, it’s going to be much colder up there, so common sense would tell us to take everything we can, but we can’t fit it all in the car. Space is going to be really really tight in the Durango, all space is precious – so I have a hard time wanting to pack sweaters in June. Which leaves us the option of mailing the clothes to ourself, but is it worth the cost? There’s a little grasshopper on my shoulder whispering sweet nothings about how God can provide us with second hand clothes in Canada, just like he has here.
Anyway, enough with the whining. My point is, I’m officially getting stressed/overwhelmed/ cranky. I’ve been a little surprised to find that selling everything is actually a lot more work than just packing everything up. You’d think, as much as we’ve moved, it would be a piece of cake for me by now, but filling a truck with everything you own and negotiating prices for everything you own with strangers is a whole different ballgame. For reals.
BUT, I do think things will be much simpler on the other side, and in the future. I never want to own stuff again. It just accumulates so easily, especially if you stay in one place for awhile, but it’s not worth it. Stuff, be gone! I think I’m going to be much more of a minimalist ninja after all this.
In the mean time, please, leave me with some words of wisdom. What should I do about the winter clothes? What is your best tip for a giant road trip with 4 Wild Things? Go.