Many of you know that my husband and I have packed up our home in OR, and moved to CA. With that move came many changes.
We left the climate of the Pacific north west for the much hotter and arid weather of northern CA. We left the high desert 3,500 ft above sea level, cold winters and couple feet of snow, and not many trees. Only to put down our roots in Paradise, 2,200 ft above sea level (no snow, or a dusting) and plenty of Cedars, pines, and hardwood trees.
We left a city of 130,000 people to a city rebuilding after the devastating Camp fire 3 yrs ago and right now it only has a population of 1,200 people. Well, now 1,202! We love that. No more sitting in traffic trying to get across town. No more rush hour traffic! No more crowded restaurants or stores. And the traffic lights are all new and change with in 15 seconds!
People are friendly, kind and smile. Many lost their homes to the Camp fire, and are rebuilding in Paradise or have put in modulars and moved back. And they welcome us as new residents. We are doing our part to help the town come back. We shop local as much as we can, even if we have to pay a little more.
I must add how this move has changed me! I've come to the conclusion I have collected an obscene amount of clothes and stuff over 40 years that I no longer need or wear. True some are old favorites but totally not in style any more. When I go to a book signing I want to look my best. Dress for success! Put my best look on, a current look that will say "Hey, I'm a professional and I care how I look."
I have changed in that I am no longer going to be attached to my old clothes. If I haven't worn it in 2 years, off it goes!
I'm going to be a minimalist. If I do decide to buy something new, then something in the closet has to go!
The same goes for all those knick-knacks and dust collectors. I mean do I need 18 different candle holders, when I use the same two or three all the time? I'm cutting back and donating. I no longer want clutter in my life, not physical or emotional.
When we were done packing the house we had 300 black crates with yellow lids, a very small part was from the garage. It was a quick move and we did not get to weed out at the time but threw everything in crates.Books are the hardest to weed out. I'm not talking about my one shelf of keepers, the books I'm sure I'll read again someday. I'm talking about books I've inherited or collected. I've a whole bookcase of those. I've never opened up one of them in all the years I've had them. Yikes!!! Do I really need all those, or is it an emotional attachment because of who gave them to me?
What things to you collect or become so attached to you don't think you'll ever part with it?