Moving is never easy at any age. About a year ago, my husband and I purchased a 3 bedroom condominium in Chicago where he works. We have lived in Richmond, VA (actually Chesterfield County) for 22 years and are now faced with downsizing from our 3 bedroom suburban home in central Virginia to a much smaller, urban condo in Roscoe Village in the city of Chicago.
We’ve spent 50 years collecting stuff and now must spend the next 50 getting rid of stuff. I don’t think I’ll live to be 100, so I have less time get rid of all the stuff from one son, two dogs, four deceased parents, eight deceased grandparents and one deceased great aunt. I have even less time to empty our house here in preparation to move to Chicago. I am not ready to take on this daunting project, but I hope to use this blog as a form of self therapy and place to vent my frustration and joy.