Friday afternoon found Wife and I packing away our lives into the back of a Budget Rental moving truck. It was a little sad and a little exciting at the same time. We decided to empty the storage shed first. I can’t tell you how glad I am to be rid of that shed. We got it when we first moved to northern Utah 3+ years ago and have reworked it I don’t know how many times. Filling it to capacity, cleaning it out and donating the items we no longer needed or used, only to refill it again a few weeks later. Hopefully with our new lives we’ll be able to afford a house that has enough space and storage that we can keep all our crap in one location. Everyone tells you to simplify and to do without those items and to never get a storage shed. I remember reading somewhere something about how if you have to store it then you don’t need it. This is probably true, but doesn’t change the fact that unlike the person who said that, the items I’m storing are those that are usually stuffed into an attic or basement. Where our house had neither we were left without much choice. It was still liberating to clean that damn shed out and pull the door shut for one last time.
This morning proved a much harder task…
How do I surmise the past few years of my life with Wife into something tangible for the rest of the world to understand? I don’t think there is a word to describe that feeling. I’ve tried, and have rewritten this paragraph a hundred times attempting to describe that feeling. I don’t think anyone fully understands it until they pull the door shut on their first home for the very last time, knowing that the truck now full of their belongings wasn’t going to a new and exciting home to start over again, but back into another storage shed. I think the only people out there that would know that feeling would be those that have lost their homes due to the upheaval in the credit and mortgage industry. Thankfully I have an upside and that is knowing that in a few months Wife and I will be out of credit card debt and will emerge from this whole financial mess facing the country and world a step ahead of hundreds of thousands of others. Thankfully my move is not a forced one but one made by choice. Thankfully we were able to find a buyer for our home and still make a profit, a small profit but at least I’m still ahead of the game.
This morning proved a much harder task…
How do I surmise the past few years of my life with Wife into something tangible for the rest of the world to understand? I don’t think there is a word to describe that feeling. I’ve tried, and have rewritten this paragraph a hundred times attempting to describe that feeling. I don’t think anyone fully understands it until they pull the door shut on their first home for the very last time, knowing that the truck now full of their belongings wasn’t going to a new and exciting home to start over again, but back into another storage shed. I think the only people out there that would know that feeling would be those that have lost their homes due to the upheaval in the credit and mortgage industry. Thankfully I have an upside and that is knowing that in a few months Wife and I will be out of credit card debt and will emerge from this whole financial mess facing the country and world a step ahead of hundreds of thousands of others. Thankfully my move is not a forced one but one made by choice. Thankfully we were able to find a buyer for our home and still make a profit, a small profit but at least I’m still ahead of the game.
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