...saying good bye to a house and an era.
... not sure what to hold on to.
... some stuff...
... came with us
... both old and new.
So, what’s up with pixy and her bike over the last few months? …. I have been trying to pack up and move 32 years of stuff as part of downsizing.
It is amazing what one person can accumulate over time. I never thought of myself as a hoarder, but over the years I have accumulated many things. Things that I saved, things that Art saved and things that family members thought we should save. It appeared that Art and I had saved more than two person's worth, and August was the final hour of the big move.
I am very grateful that our half move to Arizona got us started downsizing. Last year I cleaned out a bunch of closets and found homes for many items. Even with all of that, we had too much stuff. A few months of diligent downsizing and donating, we have finally arrived in our smaller home. I thought that leaving my old home would be painful, but it felt perfectly right.
The whole move has been draining and I wish I had exciting racing and biking to write about, but that is not the case. The bike has not been a priority, and at times I was not even enjoying the few times I rode my bike. After a few weeks with biking on the back burner, I am starting to come back around.
Friday I rode out to Ilgenstein look out and gazed out over the NYC skyline. It looked like a toy factory, in the distance beyond hills of green. I thought about how lucky I was to live and play in green hills, and how lucky I was to be able to step outside the toy factory and play in the green hills. ….I am a mountain biker after all.
