I’ve been living in this house for 30 years so you can probably imagine the mountains of stuff I’ve gathered about me over that time. The collected trappings of a life time have grown into something akin to Smaug’s hill of treasure, except that my sparkling jewels and gold are the milk bottle top decorations my kids made in pre-school, and that kind of treasure is difficult to part with. Nevertheless, I’ve managed to cull several skip loads of junk (not the bottle top creations) and on Tuesday my floors are getting sanded and polished so that this old house can put its best foot forward when it goes up for sale in about 3 weeks time. In some ways, it will be difficult to say goodbye, but by and large, I’m looking forward to moving out and on. Hooray for new beginnings!