Years ago I read an article about a couple who, after the kids had grown and moved out, downsized from the large family home in the suburbs to a one bedroom apartment in the city. They gave away or sold nearly everything they owned, including their car. When they wanted to travel, they took a taxi to the airport.
I remember feeling so envious of the unknown couple and deep inside, my desire to downsize like this took root. When the opportunity came for us to move to Guatemala and embrace the expat life, it didn’t take long to say YES!
We had our cookie business to sell, which actually happened quite naturally and quickly once I put the word out. Our other business — WiDo Publishing– is managed online, so where we live no longer matters for our employment. Any phone calls can be handled through Skype or Google. Wireless is everywhere, making such a move entirely feasible in our situation.
We can live there for a third of what it costs to live here. We can stay in touch with family through the Internet. Several of them have already made plans to come to Guatemala this year to visit.
When we made the decision, my greatest concern was: “What to do with all our stuff?!!!?” Well, little by little it is disappearing. I don’t miss, grieve for, or barely remember the accumulation of a lifetime as it makes its way out of my environment. As it all goes away, I feel so much freer. Lighter. Happier.
Possessions are nice when needed. And used. But when their time is up, they become a burden to store, clean, move, sort– a burden even to think about.
Now if you’ll excuse me, I’m ready to rock on.