Sick With Myself

This is what makes me sick today.

In anticipation of a move coming up in the next 45 days or so(dates and place are still a mystery), I started to pack some boxes today. I started easy with things we don't really use or rarely remember we have. I packed three boxes that I bet are in all of your houses, too.  "Extra blankets", "extra bedding", and "stuffed animals".

After taping them up and being confident I will not miss these for a couple months if not longer, I stacked them in my kitchen. I was immediately uncomfortable looking at them. Not so long ago, I spent time with families that could fit all of their belongings into these boxes.  Some would have had a box or two to spare.  Me? I have so many "extras" that once I move these boxes to storage my husband won't even notice I have removed anything from the home.

Literally sick to my stomach. What am I going to do about it? I don't know, but I think this move might be painful and also liberating if I can do it right.

My mission now: Find as much stuff as I can that I don't need to hang onto for "someday" and put it in the hands of someone that needs it now. My problem is, if I don't know where to take it I will just give to Rescue Mission.  I would love to know of some other organizations that need items. Any of you know some good ones? My guess is that I will have a little of everything.