(written on the 20th)
Not much of anything different today.
After getting up, I think just before 11:00, I helped get things loaded to take over to the new place where my mom and Thomas are going to be. Then I drove the Z3 over while my mom drove Rover.
We put the Z3 in the garage there and unloaded.
When we got back, I started going through the piles of stuff in the front yard that had been designated trash That I was supposed to take up to the dumpster, after looking through it a little bit, I was pretty sure a lot of it wasn’t actually trash. So I had my mom come over, and we started going through it, and we found that there was a whole lot of stuff, including some important memory things, in the trash.
I ended up dumping out all of the bags of trash, and we sifted through everything, piece by piece. Gratefully, we were able to rescue two bins worth of items that should not have been in the trash.
🥳
I also spent a good while weeding the front rose beds. They were super overgrown just like the garden because we’ve been spending So much time working on preparing for the move.
I’ll tell you, moving yet again reinforces stronger than ever my desire to just not have stuff. I love the word my mom uses: suffocated.
I guess if I were to live in just one place and never move, it would be less annoying, but just having A lot of stuff, in general, can take so much time and mental energy– At least with the brain I have. 😅
The more stuff I have, the more things can get broken and need repair, which requires time and money–time being the much more important commodity to me.
I look at the things that I have, and I think about all the time that it took to acquire them. The amount of time going and buying the thing. The amount of time it took to work to make the money to buy the thing. The amount of time it takes to sell the thing, or even to find people to give it to. The tree logistics of owning, storing, moving…
I really like minimalist living.
Sure, stuff can be fun. Stuff can be really useful, but the reality is that having stuff just takes time from my life. Is the precious time it requires worth it? As I’ve mentioned before, these days it’s time that I see in everything. How much time will this require is my life? Is this worth the time I’m giving it?
Often the answer is no, and when we’re talking about stuff, I don’t want to dedicate that much of my life to stuff!
I know that I don’t even really have that much (at least in personal possessions for a person of my age and economic standing), if you count all the cars and equipment, then yeah, there’s a lot of stuff). But still, when I have to pack it all up and move it? Ugh. Less stuff, please. Most of what I own doesn’t really get used, I don’t think. It just takes up space.
Anyway, it’s just on my docket to reduce and simplify.
Moving on… so a lot more weeding done, and it looks a heck of a lot better now, like someone actually cared. 😊
Neither my mom nor I wanted to leave the house in a state where the yard was basically and out of control jungle. And aside from the satisfaction one gets when cleaning up A new possession, such as when I buy a new car and take the time to clean it, which feels good and helps I think with the feeling of ownership of the vehicle, I don’t know that Jenna and Zach Would be all that excited about moving into a place knowing that they’re going to have to spend days just to get the yard under control. 😅
They have two little kids, so… yeah.
Tomorrow is going to be a super full day. I need to get the Subaru over to Miguel’s shop finally. But I need to figure out what to do with the shed first. 😅
Unless I borrow someone else’s trailer.
It’s also my goal to get the garage cleaned out, which is going to be an absolutely massive job. But having a Z3 out of it is going to help quite a bit.
Busy busy.
I got stuff moved up to the barn and upper pasture area. Field fence that clearly we don’t need anymore can go around the Family garden area. The little fence posts can be used to make a pen for the goats, as they are great for electric fencing.
I also brought up a huge tank with A pump and pressure gun which we can use to spray down the weeds. Jim was talking about that before, and we’ve had this set up for quite a while. It’s been sitting in the root cellar I think probably the entire time I’ve lived here.
Which is only going to be three more days. 😶
Went to the grocery store with my mom as a little bit of a change of pace, where we bought some comfort foods. 🙃
I’ve had a good bit too much lately, and my midsection is showing the results. 🙃
- I’m grateful that I’m able to be up and moving, as my spine issues and all the related pains that they cause are significantly diminished as long as I’m able to keep moving and doing.
- I’m grateful that we’re making good progress on getting everything cleaned up and organized here in the house.
- I’m grateful that all of my vehicles are able to move under their own power. I think I own eight cars–all insured 😶– And to have them all at least be somewhat movable. I have two that are less so, but as of right now, all can drive on their own power over to the greenhouse area.
- I’m grateful that we were able to find all that stuff that was mistakenly in the trash pile.
- I’m grateful that my tennis elbow issue has been so much less for the last few months. Being on the computer as much as I have been lately, it’s returning a bit, but as it’s returning, I’m recognizing how wonderful it was to have as much time as I did without it. I’m going to try and use my left arm and left hand to run the mouse on my computer for a while to see if I can reduce the use on my right arm and hopefully nip this in the bud. 🤞 Not easy using the mouse to my left hand, though. 😆
I’m starting to be a bit more hopeful. I think most of that is because I want to Go out and help people and try to make a difference in the world, and I’m feeling a little bit of Hope that maybe differences can be made that are meaningful and measurable and significant.
So that helps.
Lift the world.
~ stephen
Lift the World 