Ok – in fairness, it’s probably more like 5,000…. I have a few things stored in Toronto and with all of my trips back and fourth over the last three months (and the help of friends) – my moving truck doesn’t have my entire life – just the majority.
Imagine my surprise to find out my stuff was arriving today – 24 hours after passing my driver’s test, getting my new ride (more pictures of her to come next week – one word – LOVE) – and all in birthday week no less! I’m really going to be calling LA home. I’ve been loving it so far, but never underestimate the power of a kitchen table.
I moved to LA June 2nd, I haven’t had a couch, kitchen table, desk or many other comforts of home since... after three years of making my 10 Delisle condo perfect, I left it all behind. I’ve slept on a mattress right on the floor (which oddly I got used to) – and survived with a few dishes and patio furniture from Target. I have a fair bit of my clothes, but being an admitted shopaholic – there’s a lot more to come. The weirdest revelation of my minimalist existence has been that I’ve gotten really used to it – and I almost like it… it’s simple. It’s going to be weird to unpack all of my stuff – a lot of it clutter, and reflective of my old life – my old ways of constant busy-ness, nonstop work/ activities/ life – often forgetting to breathe! I’ve been reminded that the most important things in life aren’t things - they’re people, experiences and places – I’m not going to pretend I’m not THRILLED about my new car, and the opportunity to sit on my couch – but I like that I know I don’t need it.
Couch or no couch, I’m home.
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