Purging

And so it begins.  We moved here with so little.  It was a minimalist dream.  It is amazing how much stuff can be collected in two and a half years.  I did the toys not too long ago.  Maybe my brain was already working towards where I was going.
So after one more drug deal in the parking lot and the dealer is no longer caring who sees him.....it is time to go.  I don't want this around the littles.  I don't want it around me.  If it was just me I could ignore it more.  But I get so annoyed with the guy talking to the kids...all the kids.  It is like he is setting up future buyers.
I have been toying with the idea of moving for quite awhile.  There was a period of time when I would have done it if I could, but I wasn't able to at that point.  Things change when they need to and change has come.  So at the end of my lease, if not before, we will be leaving this great place.  There is still a lot I love about it here.  The playground, the rest of the neighbors, the dead end, the fence.  But it is not enough to keep us here.
And so the garbage is filled today with purgings.  Things we don't need and don't need to move.  Taking some cereal to Mom's and peanut butter to Pat.  Little things add up so that by the time it is time to go there will be less of it.  And it feels right and it feels good.