As you move through life, you start accumulating stuff.

Then you move to a bigger house, and you accumulate more stuff.

Then you have a child, and you buy a bigger house, and accumulate even more.

That seems to be the vicious cycle we’re on.

And of course we fell into the trap as well. When we started out on this journey, we knew we had to start getting rid of some of the stuff. So we carefully selected what we wanted to keep, and what we wanted to sell. And Craigslist became our friend.

To date, we’ve sold about half of our furniture. We’ve sold four couches, a Foosball table, our guestroom bed and frame, a daybed, a drafting table, a telescope, an aquarium base, several pieces of exercise equipment and a curio cabinet.

As each piece heads out the door with its new owner, a part of me wonders what in the heck we’re doing. Did I really just sell that? Look at the big space left in its place?

And then I start to feel happy. I really just sold that piece of furniture!

By the time we were packing the last of the boxes, we started thinking about all that we sold. Most of it wasn’t that personal to us – we used it to fill our 1500 square foot studio, and moved it all into our “bigger” house when we shut the studio doors. Which means half of our “big” house was filled with “stuff” that we really didn’t use, and shouldn’t have been here in the first place.

So what was our biggest lessons learned?

First, Craigslist is your friend. Its amazing what you can sell on Craigslist. A gumball machine. An aquarium base – yep, no aquarium, just the base. A telescope. And so much more. We sold some things on eBay as well, but by far it was much easier to sell on Craigslist, and it would usually be gone within a few hours of when we posted it.

Reevaluate again and again. I went through my closet a dozen times before we moved, purging clothes I haven’t worn in years. I always had the “maybe” go through my head, so day after day I would enter the closet, making at least one choice for purging. I ended up with more than half my clothes being donated, and I won’t miss a thing. If I haven’t worn it in 5 years, do I really want to wear it now?

Don’t push. As much as Andrew and I got into the purging and getting rid of things, Fallon simply wasn’t ready. Instead of forcing the issue, we moved it all into her room, and let her make up her mind in her own time.