how is it that in just a few years you can go from a one bedroom apartment to a 3 bedroom townhouse mess. As I sit in my kitchen (one of my favorite places) and look around I feel a bit overwhelmed. this kitchen has brought me such happiness. Many Thanksgiving and Easter dinners, friends up late drinking coffee, making tea on cold winter nights, watching eden crawl, then walk, then butter her own bread. the time goes by so very fast. I am finally getting out of this place, for real. Only 30 days left here and now I am feeling sentimental. This place really has been a HUGE blessing my life. And we have been able to bless others so much with staying here as well. But I am feeling ready for a change. I am ready to get rid of my 15th cookbook and just use the one I always cook out of. I almost want to rid myself of all those recipies in the box that I never use for they all have sugar and wheat in the ingredience.
one thing I know for sure, i am getting rid of lots of stuff. Washer and Dryer, table and chairs (lots of chairs), old rugs, magazines and magnets....blankets, boxes of just decorative things to put on your wall. So much that I don't have enough walls to put them on! --seriously-- I need to live simply. Is this possible for me? I thought living here, that I would live simply. But it seems the more room you have, the more stuff you get and you can't give away faster than you accumulate in this country. America, its strange. So...I have 30 days to figure out if I will ever watch that old tape of me performing My Fair Lady (not really) and decide if I really should keep it or not.
This stuff is making my heart hurt. And using up all of my air to breath. I just have to give it up. The real question is, can i?
Peeling away piece by piece to get to the raw goodness of it all.
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