Moving. Into a house with my daughter and beagle. After having lived with my parents with my daughter for the past year following a separation and divorce. He has had the beagle; and most of my things over the past year. The clone and I moved only essentials...clothes, jewelry, books, Yarn...
It is so very odd how being separated from the physical presence of THINGS for such a long time can seriously cut the cord to them. I feel very complacent regarding even the most precious heirloom. I've never been overly materialistic. I collect things. Fabric, yarn, dog motif pillows, antique linens, angels, books. But I don't shop like crazy and I don't have to have the newest of everything everyday. That said, it still feels very, very weird to feel so very disconnected to things I have truly loved to be around and have around me.
So, as I move my old things into this new chapter of me, we shall see where it leads. Simplicity its a good thing. Saves green...may types.
Happy NEW Me...
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