That's how I am doing it, five checked bag hefty plastic totes at a time, max the airlines allow, and making trips back and forth at great cost each time. Its slow, and un-fun. But the end goal is my life on my own terms. So I suppose its worth it.
I've spent the last six months selling most of everything I ever owned and its been painful to watch my childhood things and un-transportable family heirlooms go for pennies on the dollar, but my daughter, now almost 32 years old, isn't particularly interested in inheriting my load of shit, isn't married and has no plans for any grandchildren for me, and I have no male offspring to bequeath anything to. So I am liquidating 55 years worth of stuff I've saved and protected at great cost over the decades, for next to nothing. It's far more painful than I expected to "own nothing and be happy"
Aw stuff right. I stuck all my stuff in storage every time I traveled/lived somewhere. Even though I, mercilessly culled stuff I still have mountains. I regret culling my vinyl collection though. I have used commercial freight shipping twice though. Once when I lived in Cyprus and once in Japan.
Fortunately my family didn't leave much to inherit (fortunately? :) ) so there was never really much that was inheritable except worthless nostalgia. Must be hard plowing through stuff and trashing it.
Its incredibly hard, and its ALL worthless nostalgia. The real heartbreak is that my daughter feels no nostalgia for any of it at all. I spent tens of thousand of dollars over the years moving things from house to house, storage units, moving trucks, only to basically sell the units out to flea market dealers for chump change. Watching people drive away with my childhood toys my grandparents gave me, things like that. Just heart breaking. But then I ask myself why? Why does it break my heart, I still have the memories that will die with me, and the stuff was just a big expensive mess id leave behind. But that doesn't make it sting any less.
No, I can only afford a pond going yacht these days.
C'est la vie. You'll just have to move your stuff over time then.
That's how I am doing it, five checked bag hefty plastic totes at a time, max the airlines allow, and making trips back and forth at great cost each time. Its slow, and un-fun. But the end goal is my life on my own terms. So I suppose its worth it.
I've spent the last six months selling most of everything I ever owned and its been painful to watch my childhood things and un-transportable family heirlooms go for pennies on the dollar, but my daughter, now almost 32 years old, isn't particularly interested in inheriting my load of shit, isn't married and has no plans for any grandchildren for me, and I have no male offspring to bequeath anything to. So I am liquidating 55 years worth of stuff I've saved and protected at great cost over the decades, for next to nothing. It's far more painful than I expected to "own nothing and be happy"
Aw stuff right. I stuck all my stuff in storage every time I traveled/lived somewhere. Even though I, mercilessly culled stuff I still have mountains. I regret culling my vinyl collection though. I have used commercial freight shipping twice though. Once when I lived in Cyprus and once in Japan.
Fortunately my family didn't leave much to inherit (fortunately? :) ) so there was never really much that was inheritable except worthless nostalgia. Must be hard plowing through stuff and trashing it.
Its incredibly hard, and its ALL worthless nostalgia. The real heartbreak is that my daughter feels no nostalgia for any of it at all. I spent tens of thousand of dollars over the years moving things from house to house, storage units, moving trucks, only to basically sell the units out to flea market dealers for chump change. Watching people drive away with my childhood toys my grandparents gave me, things like that. Just heart breaking. But then I ask myself why? Why does it break my heart, I still have the memories that will die with me, and the stuff was just a big expensive mess id leave behind. But that doesn't make it sting any less.
Photograph the lot and stick it on Hive or Steem. Let the blockchain preserve it forever.
Most of it is already gone. 😔