I packed about 40 pounds of books last night. I was going to take them to Hastings for a book buyback today, but then this morning I received a call for an interview (temps, but still good), so I’ll make the two trips together and save myself 40-50 miles. I hope to pack a bunch more fabric today and get it to some crafters who meet tonight at church and get rid of a few more things in the basement, too.
Things are coming together more quickly than I’d imagined they would. I still have a lot to do, but every day seems to bring some very good progress. I wish I’d started weighing everything as I donated/sold it when I first started… I’d love to be able to say I got rid of-literally-a ton of stuff. I have no doubt that will be the truth.
Two thousand pounds of stuff… that seems like a lot. And it is. How much extra weight are you towing through life?