Got off work at 5:30 friday, jumped a plane to Portland to help Michael move back to Spokane. Drank ‘til 3am, up at 8, packed and loaded the Uhaul (hungover) until 7pm, then made the 370 mile drive home, arriving just before 3am Sunday morning. Crashed with Michael and Sampson in the basement for 7 hours, then got up and drove to Deer Park where we unloaded the Uhaul into the storage unit. THIS has been my weekend so far. I am sore and exhausted, but glad to have my boys back in town.
I did, however, realize how happy I am that I travel light. It feels liberating to think that all I own fits into 4 rubbermaid bins versus a 20 foot Uhaul. I don’t think I will ever be at a point of this material simplicity again. After all, accumulate IS what we do as time passes. Even though I will probably never travel this light again, this weekend has reinforced in me my need to keep my ‘material’ world in check, and to ask myself if I really NEED something before I buy it. I did buy a new book at the airport before my flight... and I thought long and hard... before making the decision that one can never have too many self help books. :) (I think I have an addiction)
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