After spending nine weeks in rural Pennsylvania during the pandemic, my husband and I decided to sell our home in DC by the end of the month. We uttered the words on May 12th and in three-weeks time, tore through our house with ruthless determination, stored, sold or gave away our belongings, and put the home on the market. We left ourselves only enough to live with in an RV, no plan and few restrictions.
If you’re reading this, you may be toying with the idea of changing up your life. Perhaps you love to imagine a life totally different than the one you created but can’t seem to make the first step?
Well, here is why we decided to break out of our comfort zone:
We were finished adapting to changes that were being thrown at us and needed to force a step in the direction of the life we wanted to lead. For many years we had wanted to move west but jobs, friends and family kept us living in DC. Then, my husband lost his job in November 2019, the pandemic hit, our children didn’t lottery into the schools we wanted in DC and it felt like the universe was telling us the life we had built was no longer working. We took the hint.
I’m a perfectionist and my happy place was killing me. I have dreamed my whole life of creating a warm and inviting home for my family and friends. I would even go so far as to say we lived pretty minimally for a family of five, but I still found myself doing way more housework than play. There are two ways to deal with that: be comfortable with dirt and messiness (not for me) or get rid of all your stuff. We’re trying the latter. We’re living simply for a year with 90% our belongings somewhere in a pod. We want to have less to live more.
With all of the things we were “supposed” to do and have, we built a life where we had to work REALLY hard to do the things we enjoy. We were living for the weekend and worse, we lived in a place that we couldn’t even do the things we liked on the weekend- we had to wait for vacations.
It’s the people and the memories that count. Our family motto is, “make every step count” but we have added to that, “home is where your family is.” While I respect the many other people who cherish their family home and the things that reside in it, I don’t want my children to associate a building and material objects as anything more than what they are. I want my children to find their stability and safe place within human connection so that they can feel confident and free knowing no matter where they go, their home is always with them.
What is your first step to living the life you imagined? Do you have enough reasons to force the change?