The Year of Living Minimally - Week Fourteen

Yes, there's stuff - a ceramic dog, a broken chair, a heavy glass ashtray. We filled the St. Vincent de Paul donation bin, and we filled the dumpster, too. We've hauled bags and boxes to the curb, where 'pickers' have picked and taken their share. We had walls painted and carpet installed.I'm writing this post on Wednesday morning (10/18). Four weeks since my father-in-law died unexpectedly. Nearly four weeks since we began this massive clear-out. The house is almost ready. We've been so busy, every day. We've reduced Ray's house to a shell. 45 years of living, making memories, gone. Ready for someone else to breathe life into it.Our footsteps echo throughout the empty rooms. On Thursday, we contacted our realtor and locked the door behind us. Now, I turn back to our own home. Next week's post will focus on whatever I can manage to accomplish. One thing I am sure of - living minimally is the way to go.