Another Move, Lawd Lawd
Well, it looks like another move is in my near future, and that does not make me happy. I’ve been a bit of a nomad since Momma was ill, and even more so when she passed. I don’t have the resiliency of youth, but I do have the years of experience, so maybe it’s a wash.
I have found with each move that I hang on to less and less…crap. It’s not like i have fancy modern sofas to move, or boxes in the attic. Some books, clothes, small pieces of furniture…and actually, it’s a liberating feeling. I can pretty much pick up and go without a lot of hassle.
But to be honest, I wouldn’t mind planting my butt for a few years. Maybe this move will be the charm.
This past July I sold my house and 90% of my possessions and took up full-time house sitting. For now I like the nomad lifestyle and I’m looking forward to seeing where it takes me. I suspect that at some time I’ll stop feeling liberated and, like you, start wanting a place to plant my butt. I hope this move will bring that to you!
Thanks, kiddo
On one hand, it’s fun. On the other, past a certain point and it’s wearing. I’m looking forward to a good butt planting at this poing, tbh. Good on you for having the courage to let it rip!