Still unpacking and finding space in my home for the various things I brought back from my parents' home. I'm thinking of downsizing again. Books that need new homes. A new sewing machine I've used twice. Stuff like that. Having to sort through my parents' stuff has made me think again about what's important and what isn't. I have no problem getting rid of MY stuff (that said, I brought back a small bag of toys that I loved as a child and two stuffed animals. I may have seen Toy Story one too many times. I have three bags of stuffed animals in my closet. Art stuff I can get rid of. Quite easily. I've done it a zillion times. Toys from my childhood, not so much.) It's just making the time to do it. Baby steps.
2 years ago