This is not my first rodeo.
In '93 it was my dad's small house and two-story, three-car garage. Three weeks in July in Quartzsite :-(
'01 my godparents' home, and four storage units. Six weeks around a six-day-a-week job.
When mom passed in '07 she had downsized a lot to a one bedroom apartment. She slept in the living room and the bedroom was storage. So.....still stuff.
This time, for the first time, there are two of us doing the work. Much better, still a lot of work.
Our parents lived through the Great Depression and learned to save what they had, everything they had. It is understandable. It is not a surprise. When a widow, or widower, lives alone it is very, very hard to let go of the things that have so many wonderful memories.
If we had stayed in our sticks and bricks we would undoubtedly be adding to our own years of accumulations. Even though growing up in a time of abundance, or maybe because of it, we also had a lot of stuff. Eventually our kids would have to do the work of purging all of it.
Except that they won't.
Because we already did!
So if your kids ever tell you they don't support your choice to live on the road, or think you're crazy for selling your house and all your stuff - tell them about all the work they're going to miss :-)
Not only no purging, but no presents. We don't have the space for stuff, so we've told them all not to get us anything. We like the idea of them spending their money for other things (hopefully not stuff they have to store later).
Our kids (six between us) are SO lucky!! As are the kids of other full-timers living the simple, stuff-free life.
There's so much we want to leave for our children. None of it is stuff :-)))))