I cannot tell you how many people have told me, "If you've lived without it for a year, do you really need it?" Including my husband. And yes, I would agree, if I wanted to downsize, I'm sure some of the stuff could go. But hey, it's my stuff, and I love it, and I've missed it. On the other hand, do you know how many times I wish I had a wine glass instead of a plastic cup? And the photos of my kids as sweet little babies? I need those to remind me just how much I love them when we are on hour 3 of homework. Or sitting in the rain at soccer. sorry. And my books? I need those. Sadly, some may say all those "things" really are "un-necessary for survival", maybe their survival, but not mine. And it's been long enough.
The first box I unpacked, at the request of Brook, and because I had been really missing it, was a box of photo albums, and the book of Jackson's birth.
One of the most precious gifts I've ever received. I posted about it here.
Still makes me tear up. Until I hear him (Jackson) on the counter again. That boy. The terrible two's have started. He's 17 months, and if I remember correctly with William, things did not get better until he was four. We've got a ways to go.
The second box I unpacked was linens. Brand new ones I had purchased over a year ago at a white sale. Cream colored 610 thread count sheets. New in the package.
I immediately washed them up and put them on our bed. I will never go back. I have one word for them:
Can sheets be decadent? I think so!
I am having so much fun un-packing, it is so exciting to see my things again, I'd forgot about some.. it's like Christmas... in May!