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31 Days: Move

Five years ago I had to decide whether to stay in my house and buy X's half or sell the house and move. Luckily I had six months to make the decisions and in that time I started to collect boxes in case I did decide to move. At times I feel like my house looks like this photo because even though I decided it made more economic sense for me to stay in my bungalow, I kept the boxes.

When I was a kid, every so often I would pack up everything in my room, move it out into the living room, rearrange my bedroom furniture, then move all of my stuff back in. It was a great way to change my outlook on my room and rethink where I put things. Since I have all of these boxes, I have been thinking about doing this, packing up everything I own as if I was going to move and start fresh. I have a friend who said moving herself was one of the best experiences she's had. It allowed her to get rid of duplicates of things and things she no longer used. In the past, she had always used movers to pack and move her belongings. But when she got a divorce and moved to a new place across town, she actually touched everything she owned and evaluated whether it fit into her new life.

I am fascinated with the idea of minimalism. I know that I have so many things in my house that I don't need and are taking up room. I think packing up everything I own like I was going to move would be a great way to evaluate what I need and what I want truly want. It would also give me the opportunity to gain a new outlook on my whole house and to rethink how I use each room.

And, just in case, if I ever do get to move to Paris, I will have a jump start on paring down my belongings to fit into the teeny, tiny apartment that I could afford in my favorite city.


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