MOving is nothing new to me, I did a lot when I was young. In the army I was always going to some new post, but then all my worldly belongings fit in the backseat of my VW beetle. One duffle bag of uniforms, and one duffle bag of civvies. But wife and kids changed all that.
We downsized in 1991, and sold the house and moved into a small town home as empty nesters, and it was nice. Took the occasion to get rid of a lot of stuff. Now we're doing it again. I can't believe all the stuff that builds up in the basement and attic when you stay i one place too long. The Salvation army store and the Waging Tales animal shelter thrift store have got a windfall off of us. Karen and I keep running into stuff and we look at each other and ask "when did we use this last?"
This time around we're really lightening the load. Nothing is going to remain that the two of us can't move without help. Nothing like getting "older" to appreciate rattan furniture.

And we're not going to need a lot of heavy duty winter clothes. I figure there's an IKEA just down the road in Round Rock Texas, so we can just sell off here and resupply there. It's not like we have priceless heirlooms, the kids got all that stuff years ago.
We're actually looking forward to the move with a unexpected degree of excitement. New ground to explore, and some old ground to re-discover. We're definitely going back to the range where we met. "A Place To Shoot" just off FM1604 in San Antonio. And we're keeping the tent to go camping on Padre Island, where I proposed and she said yes. There's Garner State park, and Canyon Lake. New ground and old to go to.
The house is going on the market soon as we get back from our trip out to California. Spend a week or so with daughter Jess and family, a weekend at Mammoth Lake, then a dash home at the end of the month to finish up small details so the house will go up for sale on the 1st of August. After moving Karen's sister and then our son, a nice little vacation and toad trip is welcome. I still love a good road trip.