So, I mentioned that our yard sale went well on Saturday. Despite that, Saturday night I found myself wide awake all through the night (unheard of for me!) inventorying everything we sold/donated.
What happened to that DVD of Hook? Did we sell or donate it? We should've pulled it out of the donation pile and sold it at Second Spin....
I wish we'd held onto those small plastic bottles. I could've used them for the upcoming traveling we'll have....
Damn, that suitcase that I accidentally got rid of...
And on and on and on.
It's funny because several people have made comments to me about how calmly I have been handling everything. And, seriously, I think I have been. But I guess it's caught up to me a little bit. It's kind of funny how my mind is playing tricks on me. Like stuff=stability or some semblance of control in one's life. And now that I'm without stuff I have less stability and/or less control, which is obviously bunk. And, not that I think I need (or particularly want) most of the things we got rid of. I've never really wanted a lot of "stuff." So that makes it even more odd that I was obsessing about it the other night.
I guess this is just gearing me up for the big push because, in fact, those trinkets are minor compared to the family and friends we'll soon be leaving behind (NOT getting rid of).
I found particular solace in the readings from Mass yesterday. "Whoever loses his life for my sake will find it." Matt 16:25.
2 comments:
Wow. Thats a powerful verse!
I like this post. I cannot even imagine all the random things going through your mind. And every time I move, I have those thoughts about "stuff." Somehow those things are comforting. Just know you have lots of people who love and support y'all. We'll still be here and you can just pick up where you left off... :)
-Kaiser
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