Here we are as newly weds in front of our first home. Andy has been doing a lot of work this week tearing down our homestead so it can be used as a farm field again. It’s really sad to see the place that holds so many good memories reduced to an empty pasture, but I guess it’s all just part of the moving process.
Before
After
Lately I’ve been feeling a lot like a pioneer headed west in a covered wagon. “Lighten the load!” is the common cry around here. The trailer can haul ten thousand pounds, but the trailer itself is three thousand, and the van almost 5. Add to that our super heavy freezer, a five-hundred pound claw-foot tub we want to put in our house, and the two thousand pounds of canned goods and you’ve got a problem. Yesterday I went through a bunch of boxes and we sent two mini-van loads of furniture and odds and ends to the thrift store and a bunch more to the dumpster. It’s hard to get rid of stuff we still want, but we are over the weight limit on our trailer so we just can’t take it with us.