Thursday, July 30, 2015

Our New Home

Here she is! Our new home hitched to our new truck. We lovingly named her "Enterprise" because Michael said it felt as big as a ship pulling it down the road, and we are nerds! The truck is a Ford F-350 Super Duty and behind that is a 2016 Heartland Cyclone 4200. At this point she at the dealership getting a gussied up for us.  Now it is time to go shopping for everything organizational, and collapsible!
Buying our truck! Yay!
Yes I bought my husband a new truck, no I didn't make him wear this shirt!

What's Really Important

A lot can change in a few weeks time. Your husband for instance can get an opportunity that would have him working over 150 miles away during the week. You could also, for instance, decide to sell and donate all your possessions, move into an RV, and go with him along with your four kids and 2 dogs. Now if that sounds a bit extreme to you, well you may be right. On the other hand, what we would do to keep our family together while making a decent living apparently knows no bounds, or sanity. So how do we pull this off? One step at a time!
A lot goes into a move. A LOT. Usually it consists on packing up your belongings and moving them to a different dwelling. This time its different. We are talking about embracing the Tiny House Movement and taking to heart what is really important. Over the years I have accumulated a dizzying amount of things. Homeschooling brought in educational games, books, puzzles, and crafts. My creative side horded craft materials, recycled materials, painting things, sewing things, and an embarrassing number of yarn skeins. My kids had dramatic play toys, electronics, building blocks of every kind, and toys upon toys. The more I dug into our things to make decisions of what would stay and what would go, I realized we were over "stuffed".
I had it in my head that all the educational toys were going to some how give my kids an advantage. Make them "smarter" if you will. The vast majority of the toys did serve a learning purpose and I simply could not take them all along. I was wrestling with these micro decisions while I was cleaning out this kids room. Most of the big items had been sorted and taken downstairs and what remained was a small 7 gallon tote for each kid with their favorite toys. The kids all came in and rifled through their new toy box while I wrapped up my sorting. After a while I was taken back, all four kiddos were playing with a lasso, together, happily. They were being creative, having fun, and working together. Then I realized that it was going to be okay. They didn't need expensive things, they needed each other, and a little imagination.