Boxes and clutter be gone!

I can finally report, with great enthusiasm, the boxes are all emptied and it finally looks like we live here, and not like we just moved in.  Now comes the fun part, decorating-  woohoo!  With 2 blogs running, trying to write a book and knitting my soon to be born niece's baby blanket, please tell me where does this leave time to do this?  Never even mind the whole gym thing..... can someone lend me a few extra hours a day.

Things

Now that the majority of the boxes have been emptied and the purging continues, one thought comes to mind- why?  Why do we spend so much time and energy (and money) on things. Buying things, returning things, gifting things, re-gifting things, donating things, discarding things.  It's all about things, but why?  We buy things to make us feel good, as a reward when we've attained a certain goal, to make up for something that we've done badly to someone else.  We do it when we get new jobs, new houses, new spouses, new babies, new pets, hell...some do it when they get new body parts.

I've gone through this process of moving 6 times in the past 10 years, so I have been down this road enough to be better at this. But yet, not so much. I have discarded, donated and abandoned more "things" than some people accumulate in a lifetime.  So why is it that I have anything at all? 

Could I conceivably live with nothing, or less things, knowing that of course we will move...again?.  And go through this process...again?

With me...anyTHING is possible...

Unpacking ....I have the urge to purge

So its now 2 months since we moved in and we are still not unpacked...yep..boxes are not my best friend.  I, by nature, am not a messy person; I am quite the opposite actually.  While I am not Felix Unger (if you are reading this and don't know who that is, go ahead and google it...I'll wait... 

Good, now that you know what I mean , maybe you can feel my plight.  So I have boxes, and piles and bags on my floors.  Boxes in the garage, baskets galore on the floor.  Nary a day goes by that I don't have a thought of calling the show "Hoarders".  Of course its not quite that bad, it often feels like it. We keep throwing out things and giving away things- I'm pretty sure that the folks at Goodwill know us by name now. No matter how much we eliminate, it seems that there is twice as much behind it. Must be some cosmic joke.

When we moved back in, we figured it would take about a month to get the house back in order; one month turned to two..and now the seasons are starting to change. I'm being optimistic because I am sooo ready for summer to be over with but thats a whole other story.  Anywho, 2 months later and we still have a bunch to do.

With the house unfinished, it also makes it lets say..uninspiring... to decorate.  What's kinda the point to hang things on the wall if you're tripping over boxes.   Tomorrow is another day and another opportunity to get some work done.  As for tonight, a little Family Guy and then to sleep.
For now I won't be counting sheep, I will count moving boxes.