They were saying ‘keep me, keep me’
So I’ve booked some storage. I shopped around and talked the talk and got a deal I’m happy with. It’s an expense I don’t need but a necessary one. I picked the smallest (cheapest) option. But I’m finding it hard to visualise really – all square foot this and 1 metre that.
After a stock take of what we have left and what space I have to store it in I realised it just wasn’t going to work. I still won’t be taking my furniture. But now I can keep all of the kids toys, spare bedding, Photos, books, kitchen utensils etc. All the stuff that made our home feel like home. All the happy little charity shop finds and much loved treasures. A lot of our stuff has already been culled – donated, old, binned and passed on. But some things just felt harder to let go of.
It feels good. It’s wiped away a bit of the sadness and made me feel hopeful that the kids will have their familiar little things to surround them once we get our ‘forever home’
And the van is booked for Sunday and the help is secured. And now it’s very very real.
Just one more thing to finalise – exactly what to take with us for b&b living….