Where did all this "Stuff" come from....
I have been helping a friend of mine pack for a move. She came here from Europe about eight years ago with just one suitcase of clothes. She didn’t even have a car, she rode a bicycle to work till she could afford an auto. She lives on a teacher’s salary and nothing more. I can’t believe how much “stuff” she has accumulated over the years. Nic-nacks and plants are everywhere. She is working on her masters degree and she has a ton of books and papers. A small three bedroom house is now her pride and joy. Several men from church will be coming over this morning to help her get moved.
It got me to thinking what it would take for me to make a move right now. Oh my gosh, my head started to swim. With all my food storage, books, clothes, TF’s inventory from his business, papers and things from my business, and everything else we own, it would be a tremendous chore. I have been working on de-junking lately and it just goes to prove that we accumulate things before we know it. I still have stuff here that belongs to the kids. It doesn’t help that I am a child of depression era parents. Mom and dad didn’t like to throw things out, because they might need it one day. A lot of that has rubbed off on me and I have to learn to get rid of “things”. My house doesn’t look like one of those houses from “Clean Sweep”, but it can use some de-junking. I am working on it.
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