Moving is like a head-long rush into an explosion. Seriously. The closer you get to the move, the more damage you think the explosion is going to cause.

But it works out well. My wife is the queen of getting rid of stuff — it’s not “lets move this stuff,” it’s “lets move the stuff that’s worth keeping and throw out the rest.”

Genius. It’s so encouraging to me to know that when we get where we’re going, we’ll be “lighter” than we were before we left.