Arduous

That’s Merriam-Webster’s word of the day when I started this post. Difficult, strenuous, hard to achieve.  A slog. That is what I am doing: a slog. Not an impossible task, not a life-threatening job, just a slog. But like all forced marchs, there is an end. Not even like hiking in the mountains where you see the top and when you get there, you realize there is still a higher peak farther ahead.

Painting By My Grandfather
Edgar Otis Spaulding

The more I pack, the less I want to keep. Just put it all in storage, people have suggested. Then, when we move back to a bigger house in a year, we can get it all out again. A thought. But what if we get to liking the slimmed down lifestyle? Then I’m just delaying making the decisions I am avoiding now. I’m going to continue to err on the side of less. We can always find more. The slog continues.

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