Moving day has finally arrived. I can feel my shoulders relaxing a little knowing that all the big decisions have been made and we’re another step closer to leaving. I just hope it all fits! Everything we are keeping must fit in a 9×9 foot storage room. The only furniture we are keeping is a sofa, a lazy-boy, a piano and a BBQ. Everything else has been sold, given away, or thrown away.
My art work, sweaters my mom made me, a wide-screen TV and its stand are going to my parents house. I know I’m never getting that 50″ TV back once my Dad watches hockey on it.
Storing your stuff for a year is much more difficult than simply moving when you just pack up everything. Every item I own has been held up, it’s value considered, it’s future determined.