An Empty House

Today the entirety of my life in Alaska was neatly packed in boxes and put in a truck to be shipped away. The movers arrived at 8:30 and by noon all of mine and Dustin's belongings were in boxes and ready to be put in crates to be shipped to Utah. As I was going through my clothes and belongings, deciding what would be shipped and what would be packed with us in the car on our drive, I realized that in the last two years I've accumulated a lot shit. Not shit in the sense of garbage, just stuff. Our house has never felt full or cluttered, so Dustin and I were under the impression that we just didn't own a lot of things, we were wrong. Our house is somehow capable of holding more things than you would expect. Even though we sold the majority of our large furniture, there was still a lot to be packed away.

Our whole life packed away and in the garage


I'm now sitting in my nearly-empty living room and I'm reminded of of first few nights Dustin and I spent in our house when we first moved in just about two years ago. This time instead of excitement and planning how to decorate our house, I'm sad to be leaving the house I've loved and called home. I keep reminding myself that we have so much to look forward after we leave our house for the last time: finding a new home, seeing old friends and family, a whole summer's worth of adventures, wedding planning.

All we have left is an air mattress, some blankets, and our laptops

There's a lot I'm going to miss about Alaska when we drive out for the last time: the sunsets (we've had some killers this last week), scenery, all the amazing craft breweries, restaurants, the few good friends we've made. I think it'll all be worth it in the end though, I'll get to see so much more of the state I've been lucky enough to call home for the last four years.






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