Up to this point I have packed exactly one box. I'm feeling a bit overwhelmed and anxious about tackling the moving process.
But today I jumped in with both feet and started going through every nook and cranny of the house, searching for things I can live without. I'm finding that I can live without A LOT of what I have. I literally have piles of things in my basement of what I'm putting on a garage sale we're having this weekend. A couple hours ago I just stood looking at the piles and had a mini (slightly maxi) freak out moment at all the 'stuff'.
I have a strange emotional attachment to a few things we've had for years.
This darn stand is one of those things that has sentimental strings attached. It doesn't look like anything special but it is to us. Our girls had this in their bedroom for years. It's been a part of our lives for a long long time. The time has officially come to part with it. :(
I'm even parting with a pile of books! Yes, that's right, books! I'm setting them free - relinquishing them to another bookworm to enjoy.