From 2005 to 2008 I was living pretty much out of suitcases. In May of 2005 I spent a month in Rome, Italy. Then, I got back to the States, packed some new items and two weeks later moved to Chile for 6 months. Not wanting to leave my husband (my boyfriend at the time) I returned to the states only three days before classes started, somehow packed up my stuff and went back to Ithaca, New York for four months. Then it was back to Chile for three. Then Ithaca for four. Then Chile. Then Ithaca. Then Chile.
Then Pennsylvania. Then Texas.
That's a lot of moving around, plane fares, and packing for a period of three years. Now that we've been in Texas for 9 months, it feels strange that we're staying put. It's like if I were to stay in the same place for more than 9 months I'd turn into a pumpkin. Intuitively I keep thinking, "Shouldn't we be selling all of our stuff, fitting everything we own into two suitcases and a carry-on and be heading off to another adventure?"
But we are moving, in July. Our lease is up and we're heading to affordable graduate housing. I don't know how we've accumulated so much stuff in such a short period of time. We left Santiago with just four suitcases, and had one more brought to us the summer after. Then, we headed down to Texas with just a car-full and some things shipped to us later. Now we have a full apartment filled with more possessions than I've ever had in my life. We're going to have to rent a U-Haul when we move!
Living out of suitcases streamlines you. I don't like carrying around too much. Part of me is thankful we're moving so that we have an excuse to purge. From this point on our possessions are just going to snowball. It still boggles my mind how much you accumulate in one year. (Cue music: "Seasons of Love")
I think I'm a nomad at heart. It must be the gypsy in me. Load it all into the caravan, onward, ho!
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