Vince is really selling everything! It makes me feel kinda bad that there’s nothing I want to sell but I keep telling myself that he bought things he never used, or we’ll never use again and everything I have, I use or will use but that’s probably just an excuse to hang on to everything I love.
Maybe I’ll sell all the TVs. 🙂
I didn’t really want to sell the little compost barrel but I can see that it’s not worth moving. Yesterday he sold patio furniture that we could have used on the deck. I said “I kinda wanted to keep that!” He said “We’ll by more!” OK, Vince!
He’s sold the potting soil we had planned to use for another keyhole.
It does all make me kinda sad but . . it’s a new life and there won’t be a garden and there won’t be a keyhole.
He’s sold the garden tillers, the big garden sink where I washed the vegetables outside to keep from getting all the dirt in the septic tank. He even has the extra propane tanks for sale but someone is going to have the right equipment to move those.
He’s sold deer feeders . . he never really liked hunting. It broke his heart to kill the deer and then he had trouble eating them. Missouri wasn’t his first choice for our new location but Vince isn’t a gardener, he isn’t a hunter, he never liked dealing with the chickens so I do hope he finds something he enjoys in MO – even if it’s just hanging out with old men telling fish tales . . except he really doesn’t fish either! 🙂
I told Vince last night that I’m about to the point where whatever isn’t packed . . I’ll just leave it . . except for the yarn. He said “Once the yarn is packed, there won’t be that much more to pack! I hope he’s right.