The last few days, the only thought that has prevailed in my mind has been 26 Feet.
This has to be a loop tape in my head!
Twenty. Six. Feet.
The move to San Antonio was 53 feet of space in a semi-trailer for moving. This move will be in a 26 foot Penske truck. It’s not as wide. It’s not as tall. It’s definitely not as long. Since moving here, there have been purchases. Not many, but a few.
What to keep. What to sell. What to send to the local landfill. Some decisions are thoughtless. Others, well, they are consuming quite a bit of head space. There is something different about this move though. I really don’t know how to explain it other than maybe it’s time to leave some baggage behind. Just the “things” that start to clutter our lives. “Things” I just thought I had to have when I bought them!
But what are “things“? They are material things. Personal things like pictures are thoughtless – those are a #1 keeper. The dining room set that my Great Grandmother bought the year I was born, that’s a keeper. The bed, well, I’m spoiled! I like a mattress! That’s a luxury but I call it a necessity! I’m too old for hard floors. Tools. Those are keepers. Doesn’t matter if they are garage or kitchen – they are tools that can make a living.
Well, I think I am finally wrapping my head around
Sassy Condiments! 