When Mr B and I separated, and I moved into our current home, I didn’t pack.
I stuffed, wedged, hurled. I brought everything. In the two days it took to move myself and my girls out so that we could sell up and Mr B and myself could begin our new lives as single people, I just bagged everything up and left.
But this time I am packing.
It is hard, tiring, exhilarating, bemusing and it seems never-ending.
There is so much I have thrown away, rehoused and recycled. I’ve poured over old school books, baby clothes, broken toys and the outgrown pieces of toddlerhood.
I’ve bagged up ‘never to be worn again’ clothes, ‘never worn before and never likely to be worn’ clothes, thin clothes, fat clothes, why-did-I-buy-that clothes, and the ones I loved but that are just plain worn out.
I have been ruthless, and encouraged E and M to be ruthless with the things we need to let go just to fit into our new home.
There is one week left, just a week, and then we move.
I’m a little bit scared, a little bit excited, a little bit overwhelmed and a little bit knackered.
But mostly I am hopeful.
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February 6th, 2011 at 3:10 pm
It’s all going to be fine lovely Jo. Just fine. Change is good, and Lord knows you deserve good things!
I know what you mean about being overwhelmed. We’re (slowly) sorting out our clutter, and throwing stuff away makes me feel all sad. Like I’m throwing away bits of the past. Silly, I know!
Miss you my lovely friend!
xxxxx
February 6th, 2011 at 3:13 pm
Miss you too lovely. This year we need a cuppa (or a bottle of something). Hugs and kisses and good look with your sorting too. It’s got to be done but blimey it’s hard sometimes. xx
February 6th, 2011 at 5:48 pm
Snap!
I have resolved to throw our any clothes which make me feel bad, either by being crap and scruffy, or not fitting, or I just never liked them really anyway but kept them “just in case.” It’s been lovely and cathartic.
But now I only have one half decentish pair of jeans. And one pair I’ve held onto even though it has holes…
Anyway, here’s to new starts!
February 8th, 2011 at 4:51 pm
Oh you make me smile lovely. Cathartic is the word. I’ve put so many bags in the clothing bin it’s kind of a bit sick, but it’s good too.
February 7th, 2011 at 12:33 am
Oh it is so tiring moving. Take care of yourself. X
February 8th, 2011 at 4:52 pm
It is, but it will be good. I know there’ll be a few weeks of madness and settling and sorting, but then we will be home and all will be well.
February 7th, 2011 at 3:17 am
The last time we moved I got rid of so much stuff. It was very cathartic. Good luck in your new home JoBo x
February 8th, 2011 at 4:53 pm
It is hon. I’m doing well though it’s weird letting go of some of the stuff that won’t fit in my new house. Also, everything Miss E puts in the ‘go’ bag, Miss M wants. So annoying. ;D
February 7th, 2011 at 10:49 am
Packing SUCKS. Moving sucks.
But it’s awesome to get to that new place and get things exactly as you want them, all clutter free (for a while, anyway)!
February 8th, 2011 at 4:54 pm
That’s my aim hon, clutter free…sort of. It will be good. I am determined it will be. x
February 7th, 2011 at 4:03 pm
Wow. I have a lot of sympathy for THAT situation. It’s amazing how much STUFF we have that we don’t need, and if we never saw it again we would not miss it for one second. I am always trying to declutter, it’s so time-consuming though.
xxxx
Hope the move goes well and that you are happy in your new home
February 8th, 2011 at 4:55 pm
Thanks lovely. We’re on a count down now and I feel like I’m getting somewhere at last. The unpacking fills me a little with dread though.
February 11th, 2011 at 9:21 am
It is daunting isn’t it? I can’t believe how much I was able to downsize to when setting aside what I wanted to be shipped here. Now, I’m just waiting for my soon to be ex to send it over to us so I can make this rental feel more like a home for my boys and I.