Well I’ve gone and moved again. My eight year journey of home ownership is at an end for now. All of the angst I had in the purchase of my house is now meaningless. And that’s ok.

I think the next year will have to be some sort of “stuff cleansing” as I determine what I actually need to keep in my life and what I don’t. I imagine I’ll move two more times – once into an apartment and lastly into another house – before I’m ready to ship off to a retirement community. Being able to pack and unpack quickly will have a lot of merit.

I think I’m mostly there, considering how much I’ve had to live without for the past year as it’s all been put into boxes and stored.