Six months ago, a realtor knocked on our front door and offered us cash for our house. This whole process, and many conversations with shocked friends and family later, has me thinking a lot about baggage. We all have so much of it, and in the material sense, what for? These last few weeks of selling all our “things,” and not knowing what exactly lays ahead has been so freeing! Free yourself – liquidate!
“Oh, you sold your house? Wow, I didn’t even know you were selling! Where are you guys moving to?”
Six months ago, a realtor knocked on our front door and offered us cash for our house. Now, we have a modest condo in South Orange County, well maintained, but nothing special, so the offer came as a little bit of a surprise to us. We gratefully declined the realtor’s offer, but when it happened a second time, we thought the Universe was trying to tell us something. Fast forward to today, and the conversation above is literally what I am now having multiple times a day. And I am taking a lot of pleasure in the shock and awe my responses are eliciting in others!
Let’s back up a little. To say I am a control freak, would be, well, an understatement. I have planners that save dates for my other planners, and notebooks and post it’s filled with to do lists. Up until a few months ago, I had the next five years of my life planned out to a T, and should anything disrupt my long thought out journey, there would be hell to pay. Then, my Mom was diagnosed with brain cancer, and died shortly thereafter. And suddenly, who cared about planning, or to do lists…or life as I knew it.
Luckily, my other half is a “fly by the seat of pants kind of guy,” and with the wackiness of the year, we decided to have ourselves a little adventure.
I am now writing this from my kitchen floor (our kitchen table departed to a friend last week), looking at a living room with a couch that will leave our house this evening, and posting our bed, washer, dryer, and all other furniture on FaceBook marketplace in between typing these words. (PS. FaceBook Marketplace is literally my new favorite thing!) And I have never felt more at peace. This liquidation has literally lifted the weight of the world off my shoulders.
Next week, we will leave this house, with no real destination thereafter. I mean, we have destinations…but no home base. This will my first time ever not having a place to call home.
This whole process, and many conversations with shocked friends and family later, has me thinking a lot about baggage. We all have so much of it, and in the material sense, what for? These last few weeks of selling all our “things,” and not knowing what exactly lays ahead has been so freeing!
I realize not everyone can up and move out of their house with nowhere else to go. Jobs, kids, activities, we are all tied to certain things that you may not feel capable of parting with. So start small. What do you really need? Clean out a closet, clean out your pots and pans. Every time you bring something new into the house, let go of something that doesn’t serve you anymore. Start decluttering your schedule. Only spend time with the people who uplift you. The people who you feel like a better human around. Emotional baggage? Start focusing on breathing. Start taking the time to dive inward and discover why you are hanging on to those emotions. Baby steps accomplish great goals. There is no better time than the present, so liquidate friends!
Whitney Dover is a co-founder of BadassLadyBosses.