Monday, May 11, 2009


We're moving. Next week.

Not really. But in my mind, we have to move.

I need to be in this frame of mind (thank you Fly Lady) because I have brought too much JUNK (purchased, salvaged, given, created) into our home.


So as I clean and organize, I will ask myself if I want to move this crystal candlestick or that wicker basket across the country. (Or maybe across the world to be missionaries in an exotic place!)

I just gave my neighbor 6 Lean Cuisines. Frozen food doesn't travel well anyways. (Don't worry, we're good enough friends that it wasn't an insult). I hate the chemically taste of diet foods.

Now I'm off to tackle the Bug Room*.

I need breathing space.
I need to travel lightly.

Seriously. When our house gets too messy and disorganized, I can't function well. And I begin having dreams that we have to move quickly and I end up sending my family on without me because all my stuff is taking too long to pack up.
I am not kidding about this recurring dream.

For where your treasure is, there your heart will be also.
Matthew 6:21

*I'll share the story of the "Bug Room" soon. But I'm moving this week! So much to do!


Mrs. Dunbar said...

Love this idea. Maybe I should move too. (Then we could be neighbors!)

It's time to move my boy's rooms. They are overflowing with junk.

You're awesome.

Mrs. C... said...

I hear you friend. I am disfunctional amongst the chaos. But I have moved exactly 4 times in my whole life so the thought of movingn kind of scares me. Cleaning, throwing away, I can do.

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