The movers came yesterday to pack the belongings that we are taking back with us as we start a new life in the US. Surrounding me today is the trappings left over- furniture, appliances, tools, etc, etc. (can you see a garage sale in the future....yes, starting tomorrow morning)
What I've noticed is that I am not pining over the memories, etc. of the stuff, I've actually got a very liberating feeling--- this time next week, I'll be homeless and living out of suitcases and it sounds great!
Of course, on the up side is I get to start out all fresh and new when we cross the pond.
How did you all feel when it came time to sort thru your stuff.....did you mourn, was it good riddance, what?