On Sunday, July 2nd this house – 3 doors down from ours – was hit by lightning. The owners were not home, but their dogs were. The firefighters got them out in time.
Mike & Jason were not home when it happened, but it is never a good feeling to come home and see 3 fire trucks blocking off your street.
Today, when I returned from Austin, was the first time I saw the damage.
I spent time in Austin discussing my house plans with Tara, pouring over Domino magazines for ideas, working on a color scheme and decorating ideas in my head. I came home, inspired to purge the house. My own personal “Clean Sweep” show. We have too much stuff. Way too much stuff. Not all of it is bad stuff, but a lot of it is stuff that we don’t need, stuff that we don’t use. It is overloading to me. I can’t handle having all of this stuff any more. And as I passed their house and stopped to take this picture, I couldn’t help but think of the things that they lost. Treasured momentos to just basic everyday things.
It all makes me evaluate everything I own with a different eye, wondering if I would miss it if it was gone. Most things I would not miss at all. It is the same feeling I had after Hurricane Katrina. It is time to purge. I’m not using these things, and they deserve a good home. I’m devoting the rest of this week to go through things, room by room. It is time for things to move on.