In my desperate attempt to get my little house back under control, I am pretending that I am moving soon …
In our previous military life, we moved a lot. Sometimes within 6 months of arriving at a duty station, sometimes in 2 years, once I think we actually lived somewhere for 3 years! We moved 7 times in 12 years. I loved it. I loved new places I’d never been, exploring the territory, and finding a new home to live in even though it was usually just a rental apartment or condo or base housing.
Then our kids grew up, started school, and we decided it was best for us if we remained stable, in one location, and that Dan followed a call into a ministry he’d always wanted to pursue.
So here we are: in the same house for 6 years! In the same state for 9 years! Moving was always a time of cleaning out, re-evaluating what we wanted to keep, and taking only what was important to us. So, I am now going to go through my house, pretending we are moving. I am cleaning out every room the best I can, cleaning it out as if a potential buyer was going to look at it. It is absolutely daunting what 6 years of living accumulates and how hard deep down cleaning really is. But it feels good.
To make things more fun for myself and to motivate myself to start, I thought I’d blog about my progress.
I started in my own bathroom the other day. It’s funny that this cleaning out of a bathroom has actually turned into a walk down Memory Lane!
This is how my linen closet looked when we first moved into this house. I love how many linen closets this house has – 3! Sadly, they are all now FULL to capacity.
I didn’t share that because I want anyone to feel sorry for me or to commend me for all I’ve given up to live in the middle-of-no-where, Missouri to do what we do now. It is just a statement of fact. I enjoy my life now – as Dan often says, “These are the best days of our lives.” Our kids are growing up happy and in a great school and with a wonderful church, surrounded by friends – some of whom they will remember as having been there with them from their earliest memories. It is worth it.
I am thankful for the memories of our Army days, the opportunities we were afforded – but in the light of eternity, what we are doing NOW and where we are NOW matter so much more! 🙂
I’m not sure when I will tackle my bedroom or the rest of the house. It’s a lot of work – and for me, it is more than just cleaning house. It is a cleaning out of my mind and soul and memories. Thank you for sharing them with me.