Flashes of Panic

I’ve mentioned before that we’re giving away a lot of stuff before this move. It’s not any kind of austerity move (excepting perhaps on my bookshelves, which could use some austerity,) but rather a recognition of how much stuff we’ve accumulated that we no longer use; baggage which no longer carries its weight. We don’t have a venue for a proper yard sale, nor the inventory, so it’s been happening in pieces. When A had some runners over to go through her give-away stuff, I called it her “free tag sale.” Tonight is my installment.

I’ve been trimming small stuff on eBay and Amazon for a while, but the time is getting short (seventeen days until the movers come,) so I’m resigning myself to carrying some of what I didn’t get listed and sold in time, and moving on to the big items.

In the last week I’ve made a big push to offer largish items on Freecycle. One item went out on Monday. For some reason, four different items had pick-up arranged for tonight, so I expect the evening to be punctuated regularly by answering the doorbell and carrying things out.

I have to keep reminding myself that we will still end up moving things we don’t need, and that no matter how much we shed, there will still be quite a lot to haul.

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