November 11, Moving on.


First thing "This is NOT MY HOUSE in the photos.

Yesterday my husband took me to pick up a cigar humidor he had found for me on Craig's list.  On the way to the pickup we spotted a sign for an Estate Sale.  
If you have ever been to Florida for any length of time you will have seen these signs at public homes toward the weekends.  Sometimes by asking you find out where or why the person left other times you don't. This owner was a woman whom had decided to go live with her daughter, a few states away.  Charlie and I just had to go in and see what there was, this was our first on one in a couple years. (we put our names on the email list before we left with the liquidating company).  These sales are a great way to find quality objects to upgrade our current cheaper things. 
 In a way these sales are exciting in a naughty, sneaky way; (going into someones home poking in their personal items is normally taboo) but of course not really in these cases because they want you to look around and buy things.  To me they are a like a sleuth game, "lets find out what this person was like."  Everything in the home is on display from coffee cups in the cupboard to bras in the closet and perfume in the bathroom; so you can see where I would get the impression that this is a very personal viewing of an individuals life, almost creepy.  
I pray this never happens to me I will try to have as little as possible and live invisibly, you will have to meet me and talk to me to find out who I am.  I don't want strangers or friends to judge and assess me from the amount and types of objects I leave behind, either through moving or death.  So going to these events are self affirming for me, I will continue on my path of minimalism, if I purchase it will be to use up or swap out, very little will stay unless I completely cherish it.



What I did purchase were two Emeril Lagasse stainless steel pans, that could easily outlast me.  So, all someone could say about that is, "she cooked her own food."
So food for though: What you own speaks about you, good bad or whatever; you wont be there to explain.  
Like the humidor from Craig's list imaging the judgment's there, and I cant explain that I have a generous brother that gives me cigars and I want to take care of them.

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