Moving
It stands to reason that if you move one item to a new resting place, it starts a chain reaction. The secret is to maintain high utility of all areas.
I believe that that concept was engrained in me when Orlin and I created a home out of an older building that sat on an acre in Riesel, Texas. Yes, the same acre that a rumble of timbers were put in place to drive over a canal of water. It was indeed home sweet home for a time . . . too short of a time.
Oh the thoughts and memories as I work with this small home.
Lightening the load is truly the goal. Thursday, Sandy helped out by two items in the home as well as two lawn chairs from the patio porch that are now in her home. Tomorrow two quilts will be leaving for a new home. I had made them with small children in mind. It feels great. I had hoped the Epileptic would do one more run through our community with their drive. I would imagine if there are not many people contributing, it doesn’t pay to have a truck on the highway from Mankato.
Every day that I move and contribute to local effort is a win, win. Some day I will need to address the items that I have an emotional attachment to.
With that I will take my leave. ♥