So, it is slowly starting to sink in. Slowly. In about 5 weeks, I will be in the Netherlands. For good.
On Sunday, I finally got inspiration to start throwing things out. Mind you, I am not really a pack rat, or at least haven’t been since I moved to the east coast in 2008 (just so my parents don’t raise an eyebrow, I threw in that clarification). For at least half a year after I moved here, my “kitchen table” was a (large) microwave box. You get used to things – mostly. The current “kitchen table” is a rather low, small table which still allows me to sit on the ground when I eat. I like that.
Most of my “junk” is in the aptly-named junk drawers and in my closet. On Sunday, I threw out 3 trash bags. I would guess that I have probably 5 or 6 bags to go — not including some things that won’t fit in a trash bag, like old luggage or an airbed I used before having my new bed delivered a few months after I moved in.
And then the next task would be seeing just how heavy the luggage I am taking with will be… Hmm.