Boxes, Boxes Everywhere (and not an empty one in sight)
It’s moving time! Since my lease is up, for the last two months of our engagement, I’m living with my friend “Sasha.” I’m really excited, as I’ve wanted the opportunity to get to know Sasha better.
Packing (and the entire finding a place) process has been very stressful. After Justin and I finally found a place we were both excited about close to his work, they didn’t have an apartment open at the time my lease was up. So, Justin’s tiny one bedroom apartment will house most of my furniture as I move in with Sasha. Hopefully, while he’s in El Salvador on a mission trip with FOCUS, I’ll be able to arrange enough help to move everything into our new place.
Throughout the packing process, we both have done a really great job of getting rid of items we no longer want or need. I think I’m now on a first name basis with the guy at Goodwill! Seriously, it’s been an eye-opening experience. I’ve been blessed to live in a two bedroom apartment by myself, so I’ve managed to fill it with stuff because the space was available. I never considered myself a vain person, but I was disgusted to see how many pairs of shoes and how many purses I had that I hadn’t worn or used in years. And that went for each room of my apartment! We made a few bucks by selling some furniture, records, and a turntable we no longer wanted.
This process has really opened my eyes to all the “stuff” I have taken for granted – my three crockpots, nice furniture I inherited, and more. When Justin moved to this area four years ago, all he had was what fit into his Chevy Lumina – and three boxes of books he mailed to his office. While I sometimes make fun of him for this, there’s something to be said for that level of simplicity as it will take at least three full loads in my car to take all my boxes, etc. to his place – and that doesn’t even include the trailer for all our furniture.
I’ve decided it’s important to me to determine how we (mostly me, because Justin’s already good at this) can live more simply. What items do we have but don’t really need? How can I more fully relate to the less fortunate? What can we do to more fully live out the Catholic social justice teachings?