I’ve watched countless videos of people selling all their belongings and starting a whole new journey and I also thought that would take very large kahunas and never imagined that I’d ever be one of them, but here we are.
In 2020 we decided to go through all of our “stuff” and parted with what seemed like half of our accumulated stuff over the years of our lives. We thought that we were living a good minimalistic life, there was so much room and space… but when you set your mind knowing that the place you’re now moving to is going to be almost half the size of your current place, you really go full-force parting with goods. Also the expense of moving to an entirely new city, makes parting with pieces you’ve had your entire life, a little bit more necessary.
This past weekend we decided to tell a few of our friends and family that we will be moving and with that we’re selling everything for a fraction of what they’re worth and we’d like to give them the first option to snatch it all up… and they did exactly that! On Friday and Saturday we packed out all the stuff we thought we’d no longer need and on Sunday everyone came to our house and basically shopped. By Monday our house was basically a shell. If that doesn’t stir mixed emotions, then I don’t know what will. With being so busy with packing and pricing the goods, I never took Before photos… and I cannot tell you how much that bothers me! I am somebody who always wanted to encapsulate big moments in life, because when my aging mind forgets, I can look back at the preservation of those moments in the form of videos and photographs and now the biggest moment is only in my mind.
I surprise myself at how dramatic I can be sometimes! LoL
But I still can’t believe I didn’t take any pics. It’s now Friday again, this week flew by. The cupboards are empty and there are boxes and containers standing all over the lounge. I eat my cereal in a Tupperware bowl because we’ve either sold or packed away everything else. We’re too tired to watch TV or play board games or do anything else because our days and nights consist of packing stuff, labelling stuff and finally getting some sleep after midnight each night.
I think the idea of moving has finally sunken in! There is something about your entire life’s collection of stuff sprawled across an empty house floor that makes you realize it’s really happening so it’s hard to ignore!
Excitement is also setting in. We’re moving closer to those beach days and hiking up the beautiful mountains of the Western Cape. The kids are excited to plan visits and family and friends are already inviting us to events! Nadia and I have also agreed to be pen-pals…for real this time, which is going to be so much fun. Anything to ease how much we’re going to miss each other. I sometimes stop and take in the moments we spend together because it’s not going to be quite as easy to uphold in the weeks to come. Emotions are easing up a little this week… actually that’s a complete lie, they are roller coasting at best! I almost wanted to put off the entire move… because I don’t know how I’m going to do it without my bestie by my side. But I remind myself again, and again, again, that it’s going to be okay.
These little journals of mine put things into perspective and keeps the anxiety from going haywire. I also have been making YouTube content and surprisingly I’ve still been consistent so if you feel like watching some moving vlogs, head over there 🙂