most people view it with
i remember asking my mother once
when i was just a little girl . . .
” what if i marry a man that never wants to move? “
by then it was obviously apparent in my DNA.
my mother’s great great grandfather was captain of one of the tall ships.
and my father was a texan with cowboy blood in his veins.
when i couldn’t sleep last night i finally got up around 3 am.
i sat in my white wicker chair. wrapped in my robe
the one that looks like the color of the flower fuscia.
i started thinking about things. not heavy things. light things.
some people count sheep i guess.
for some reason i started counting the times i’ve ‘moved house’ in my life.
my entire life . . .
from that first house where they brought me home . . .
to this very little apartment i love so much now . . .
that i call
the wren house.
i kept losing track.
finally i got my small notebook and started writing down each move.
it was pleasurable. i remembered each one.
well. not the birth one of course! LOL.
when you “transfer” to a new place . . . you rent. you never own.
and you often simply have to take what’s available to you . . .
however bad it might be . . . and if it’s at all feasible . . .
you upgrade when you can.
in my lifetime so far . . .
~ i have lived in 49 different apartments and houses ~
not counting the various states.
i would have liked to live in other countries as well i think.
to learn first hand about other cultures . . .
but . . . within my own country . . .
i have moved 49 times in my life.
which is probably more than most people. but less than some.
when your father works for the military
and then the government . . .
you learn the word
‘ transfer ‘
very early in your childhood.
with each transfer was usually a promotion.
so they were not turned down of course.
in moving that often . . .
you also learn to do THREE important things
extremely EARLY in your life.
and come to find out . . . it’s very good training for life itself.
my beloved little mother . . .
all by herself . . . became an expert in moving.
she had the gift of making any place feel like home.
and that’s so important.
she accomplished it with beauty and love and very few things.
boxes were unpacked within a short time. we all helped.
the marine and i knew exactly what was expected of us.
we didn’t get in the way. we helped. we had our own jobs to do.
home was set up and ready to live in ~ usually within 24 hours.
the kitchen was always the first to be unpacked and organized.
then secondly the beds were always freshly made.
clean crisp sheets and clean soft blankets and pillows. simple.
~ more about that later ~
those two things were always accomplished first.
not odd at all but more than welcomed
~ when late that night ~
everyone was showered and tired and hungry and ready to simply
fall into their beds!
i moved that same way she’d taught me after i was an adult.
it’s the only way to feel at home. there was no time to
‘ live with boxes’ if you moved as frequently as we did in my childhood.
who wants to live like that anyway? from boxes!
and you learn this next lesson yourself . . .
though it was a family rule . . .
that you must keep most treasures as treasured memories in
not as things in your room. or things in your house.
that it’s the experiences in life that are more important than things.
your values are simply different. they have to be.
not better nor worse. just different.
you learn very early that for you
love is different than being sentimental.
you cannot afford the luxury of being sentimental
over every tangible thing ~ however beautiful it may be.
and no doubt . . .
the birth of my spirit of cozy minimalism was born right there!
you simply can’t have a keepsake from every place or time or even person.
it would soon take too big a truck and too much expense and hassle
to pack up all of that stuff and move all of that stuff every time.
it would be exhausting. and expensive.
you learn to live very lightly.
you learn to leave a small footprint.
you learn to keep your treasures in your mind and people in your heart.
there are definitely tricks to it.
tricks that make it not quite the nightmare it is to most people who
even after i grew up i moved a lot.
bob and i moved 13 times in our married life.
i find that amazing really. because he hadn’t grown up moving like i had.
finally we bought a home and almost 3 acres of land in broken arrow.
and then he died.
maybe we should have kept moving.
after he died . . .
i moved every 6 months for several years.
running from grief i suppose . . .
which never works of course.
even now . . . in the spring . . . i always get the urge to move somewhere new!
i love fresh starts.
whether it’s a new day of the week . . . as in mondays . . .
or a new blank page . . . as in blogging . . .
and moving is the ultimate
only now . . . i don’t act on it.
i think i’m through moving for quite awhile.
i’m not that fond of the state i live in really. i like the sea. or deep forests.
yet here i am on this hot and dry and windy prairie!
but i do like my little wren house apartment. it’s perfect for me.
and the marine is here. in this city.
i couldn’t leave him. he’s my buddy.
so i am here.
moving is really easy if you approach it methodically.
and keep it simple and organized.
it doesn’t have to be the horrible thing most people dread.
the biggest and best tip of all . . .
DECLUTTER FIRST !!!!
you surely knew any blog called the cozy minimalist
would mention THAT ~ first and foremost old bean!
decluttering is fun. it can seem like a mountain i know.
especially if you have lots and lots of stuff.
but you just simply start.
and the secret of it is this . . .
don’t even think about the whole house.
just START! ONE ROOM. don’t think about the rest.
start doing only ONE ROOM at a time.
keep at it daily until it’s clear of only what you really truly love.
and there’s a big difference in those two words.
after you start . . . it gets easier and easier . . .
the next room. then the next.
and it feels really good! it does old bean!
and in your mind . . . think . . .
less. to. pack.
those three little words will help you tremendously.
you suddenly start to feel so much lighter!
you’re smiling now.
you realize that you don’t need to take EVERY SINGLE THING YOU HAVE.
all those things you think you simply MUST have to be able to live a beautiful life.
you truly just don’t need so much.
and when it comes to packing it all up . . . you’re finally convinced of that!!!
if even for just a minute.
it’s a matter of simply letting go. of just sharing some of those goods with others.
sharing as opposed to . . . well. we won’t say hoarding. that’s cruel.
but . . . stuff in a drawer or closet or garage that you haven’t seen or worn
in three years or five years or ten or even more . . .
but still think . . . “i might need that someday” . . .
do you really truly want it or need it?
when it comes time to packing it and moving it . . .
you’ll soon realize you’d rather be rid of it!!! LOLOL.
at least if you do declutter . . . you won’t need so many of these . . .
and unless you’re like the captain . . . who lives out of his back pack . . .
one thing to remember ~ and plan for ~
you’ll never seem to have enough boxes for your move.
but. good news.
if you do a GREAT job of decluttering before . . .
you will need far LESS of them.
and that will be LESS to UNPACK at the other end of the move!
and there’s organizing.
a lot of people confuse the two.
organizing a lot of clutter is good i guess. but why?
getting rid of clutter is better than simply organizing it.
otherwise . . .
you’ll still just have a lot of organized clutter to PACK and UNPACK !!!
so . . . instead of this
in last year’s tornado when evacuation was necessary . . .
i keep all the important papers of my life in one case
just like the one pictured above . . .
i simply grabbed it and left. so simple. and one less thing to worry about.
i like this pretty picture of these words of wisdom
i think that’s probably true for most people.
i’m an organizer. i love it. it seems to come naturally.
but then i never had very much stuff to organize.
i was even a neat teen ager. talk about totally WEIRD!
that’s one way to look at it.
or then . . . maybe . . .
of course . . .
there’s always the chance that is true too !
let this be your new motto!
memories are in your heart and your mind.
where nothing tarnishes them. they are not things.
they are actually more valuable than things.
the grace of letting go and the power of moving on.
i love that.
sometimes so hard to do.
most people fear and fight any kind of change in their lives.
the grace of letting go.
except . . .
speaking of letting go . . .
look at that worried and scared little face.
you can almost read his mind.
these little folks ALWAYS think they’ll be left behind. ALWAYS.
it’s a good thing to let them maybe stay with a favorite friend
who will be very loving with them . . . it should be a happy treat for them . . .
and only just on the day you’re completing your final packing.
even up until then they will need EXTRA love and hugs
and MUCH reassuring that they are actually going with you too!
they always seem to think they’ll be left.
can you imagine not being able to communicate
or understand what’s going on?
and at the same time
fear that you’re going to be left behind?
suddenly everything you know is in an upheaval?
and you don’t know why?
that would truly be so awful.
they need all your patience and love right now. even more so than usual.
you survived the move!
. . . LOL! . . .
maybe that’s stretching it JUST a little.
nerves become frazzled. every one is bone weary.
tempers can be short.
but i do remember much happiness.
due to my mother and her organizational and sheer homemaking skills.
she proved over and over year after year . . .
it doesn’t have to be a nightmare. it can be exciting and fun.
she always packed a few ‘ FIRST NIGHT ‘ boxes.
no more than 3 usually.
they ALWAYS went with US in our car.
not on the truck.
they contained first necessary items and all in the convenience
of being in a very few quickly accessed boxes.
a shower curtain and hooks.
a few cleaning supplies. paper towels. toilet paper.
fresh crisp clean sheets and warm blankets for each of our beds.
toiletries. small first aid kit. our dog’s water and food bowls and bed.
our own pillows and pajamas.
a fresh change of clothes and underwear for each of us.
a few simple items to eat as snacks or a light meal.
a frying pan and toaster and four dishes utensils and glasses.
it was easy to make up our beds that first night . . .
everybody worn out from the long drive . . .
we sometimes ‘ate out’ . . . though people didn’t do it so much then.
she usually fixed something simple. often even breakfast food.
scrambled eggs. toast. or even french toast.
never did it taste so good!
i don’t want to move now.
i’ve talked way too long about it here.
so much for my new blog and SHORTER POSTS charlie brown!
if YOU however are planning a move and a fresh start . . .
i hope all this talk about it has been fun or even maybe a little helpful.
good luck to you in your move and all future moves!
til soon old bean!