Lately I have been procrastinating. Mainly because taking the time to write a blog post should be the last thing I should be doing and in doing so, I would actually be procrastinating from what I really SHOULD be doing. Keep reading if you want to know what that is.
Lately, I have also been trying to:
- Choose Joy
- Live in the moment
- Enjoy the journey
- Pack for an in-town move
One of the above is not like the other. Can you guess which one?
Yes, we are moving again. I have moved 25 times in my lifetime which averages out to moving every 1.6 years. If I did the math right? 40 / divided by 25 yeah…ok.
And there I just brilliantly segued from talking about procrastinating to talking about packing and moving.
Can you guess what my husband does for a living? Those boxes come from his warehouse.
I have been de-cluttering, donating, trashing, packing, cleaning in lieu of stressing about where we are going to live. Yes, no house yet, but God will provide. I just know it! We have chosen to rent until we decide where we want to settle once the kids have flown the coop. So that means when your landlord decides to remodel and sell the house that you have been calling “home” for the last four years, well it means that you do what you have to do – cry like a baby for a day, and then get your act together and donate everything so you don’t have to pack it all up.
Just kidding. But stuff is just stuff and I’m taking this move seriously and finding new homes for the stuff that is just stuff.
I’m also trying to use as many natural cleaning products as possible. My kids keep wandering through and wondering why it smells like Easter Egg dying in the house. They are not fans of vinegar unless it involves dying eggs. Even then. Nope.
This move, I’ve decided that I’m only taking the things that we truly love and use. I can’t say that I’m excited about moving during the holiday season because it has really cramped my decorating style, but I also have to keep my attitude in check and remember that it’s still…JUST STUFF.
This move is also different because we already know that we will be planning another in-town move next year to downsize a bedroom once my oldest heads off to college.
Here’s just a wild and crazy guess, but this next year is going to be a lesson in living unsettled and yet still finding peace. Just a guess. Wink wink.
Have you moved during the holidays before? How did you handle your decorations/traditions?