While preparing for our last move, I called my sister
countless times to whine about how much I hate moving. She was a trooper to put
up with it, especially since she and her family had also just moved and her
experience was far more stressful. (Think moving out of state into an apartment
for only one year with two kids and another one on the way. Yeah, my whining
was silly.)
But like I talked about here, our landlords wanted to sell the Mouse House and we didn’t want the stress of showing the house and not knowing if we’d have a place to live in a month. And the truth is the new place is great. It is somewhere that I can see us living comfortably for a few years while we pay off debt and save a down payment for another house of our own.
But like I talked about here, our landlords wanted to sell the Mouse House and we didn’t want the stress of showing the house and not knowing if we’d have a place to live in a month. And the truth is the new place is great. It is somewhere that I can see us living comfortably for a few years while we pay off debt and save a down payment for another house of our own.
So long story short long, I was kind of moving
against my will. Sounds so dramatic, huh? Picture me with my hand to my
forehead collapsing on a fainting couch. Oh man, I would love to have a
fainting couch. Anywho, back to moving…
This isn't exactly a fainting couch, but if TJMaxx wanted to donate it to the cause, I wouldn't object : ) |
Giving perfectly good stuff away is tough for me. I am a
cheapskate to my very core, so when I see something that we don’t need that I could
get a few bucks for my first thought is to try and sell it. I did this with a
few things but what I really should have done was just get it the heck out of
my house. I have a few friends whose daughters are younger than mine, so I gave
them shoes and clothes that they’d outgrown. A stroller we no longer use went
to another friend. Excess dress-up
clothes went to a little girl at church who loves to play dress-up.
If you come across something that is stained/broken/worn out/no
longer useful…pitch it! Now is not
the time to see potential in every scrap of fabric and wonky picture frame. Do not
move trash just to throw it away a month later. This one was also hard for me
and I honestly could have done better. Learn from my mistakes, people!
My final word of advice for The Great Purge is this great
idea that I shared yesterday: someone else is happy with less than what you
have. When all is said and done, all this stuff is just…stuff. They’re just
things. Is it worth snapping at your kids and being a grump because you’re
stressed over the move and all the things you have? Consider how blessed you
are to have all of this stuff and let
the stress go.
Moving Day! These kiddos were such troopers. I am so blessed with these little gifts from above. |
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