I recently got cut to half time at work. This area is poised for another housing market crash. My family is in another state, one I happen to want to move back to at a time when it would be prudent for me to be closer to them. And by selling my larger house and moving to something smaller, I’d have a good deal of my retirement saved.
Am I ready for this move? I’m not sure, but I think more and more that I am. And so I’m going to try something. I’m going to pack. Pretty much everything in my house will be put away into storage boxes so that I can move quickly if I find a job. Pretty much everything will be moved to the basement so I can sand and revarnish the hardwood floors of this house. And I will try living in one or two rooms, with occasional use of the bathroom and kitchen, at least until the floors are done. My guess is that I won’t care about moving things back upstairs and that I’ll be able to get rid of a lot more as I pack it and realize how much of what I have I don’t need… and didn’t realize I had.
So… wish me luck. Tomorrow I pack at least one room. Am I nervous? You bet. I’m planning to start with the most difficult room, and the one I’ve sorted through the least in.
The packing didn’t go so well. I started shredding, and did get a lot accomplished, but that room still looks like a tornado hit it. In better news I have a box of shredding to recycle and two large and one small bag of items to go to the free store tomorrow. I also have TWO empty cabinets/dressers that are nearly empty and should be listed on craigslist soon. I haven’t gotten rid of everything in them, but what’s left should fit in one regular suitcase, so I’m very pleased.