A new job waiting for me, a moving truck parked in the front yard, and away we go, hopefully out a day earlier than expected so I have one more day before I start a new job.
My spare room is filled with sterilites packed tightly full, and secured with zip ties. Each one containing things that I can't seem to live without. But this time, I chose to leave behind some things that I just really didn't need- baggage you could say. I gave up on the huge dining room table I'd had for 15 years. I sold it in my original auction, my best friend bought it and gave it back to me.
It had provided years of support for suppers, many nights of coffee and scrabble, and evenings of homework for my daughter and myself as I returned to college after 20 years of being out of school. It served as a sewing table, an art project table, a construction table, and a center cooking island for years after I rescued it from a trash pile on someone's porch. But, it was time for it to go, and it did, in my most recent moving sale to a lovely older lady who was fascinated with it- it went to a good home, I am sure.
Many other things went too, a scabbed together saddle rack my Dad had made 50 years ago, a bit wobbly but still useable, I'd been toting it around for years. This time it went( I kept the saddle he bought me though). Miscellaneous chairs, side tables, and a plethora of lamps. Hundreds of journals with maybe a page torn out, and various books. Potted plants were carted off in pickups, and some just tossed in the nearest trash pile. Somebody out there will discover a grove of pineapples one of these days in the back field. This evening, mashing all the left over trash into bags, and setting it out by the road for pickup, and, 10 more containers exiled to the spare room for loading.
I have tried unsuccessfully to feel bad about getting rid of everything, but I just can't. While I loved the things I'd carried for so many years, my life has changed, I have changed. I hang onto less, and more, depending on what it is. I cherish different things now, my family, my friends, laughter, happiness. And, I have resigned not to let anything into my home except things I dearly love. Yes, I am excited to be going back, I've seen the world or a lot of it, and as they say there's no place like home.