I'm back in NZ until Saturday - add here that friends think me leaving on
April Fool's Day is most appropriate.
This is the 'final push' and I'm returning with one up-to-30kg suitcase of the remnants of my early life here.
They flutter behind you your possible pasts
Some bright-eyed and crazy, some frightened and lost
2014 I returned after six years away and reviewed what I'd put in a storage lockup. Six years of monthly rental payments. Looked at it all and thought 'why?'.
Sold or gave away 3/4 of it; cut back to a smaller quantity of items I decided had some sentimental value, stored securely at a friend's house.
Now I've sold the Wellington house, cashed up and exit NZ with no need to return. Looked over what I'd kept and once again decided it's time to let go of the past. Donated 90% to a local charity shop.
This morning I've filled the suitcase, but now I'm thinking of a second purge. Some things have a memory attached, but these things fade over time. Culled a stack of photo albums down to about 150 photos.
My Thai lifestyle has always been quite minimalist, Ms P (mantra on keeping things: "
for what") isn't one for hoarding anything that's not useful, clothes from her and the girls get passed on to people she knows through work, I recently saw a road worker wearing one of my old NZ polo shirts. One exception applies though - her office work clothes wardrobe is exempt, which results in the morning '
what shall i waer today' saga.
I've read of expats shipping containers here with their household furniture/possessions. What's the point.
Rate yourself: Minimalist or Hoarder