Our Journey Home: Purging the old to make way for the new

If you’d like to catch up: read Part 1, Part 2, Part 3.

We meet with our lender on Tuesday to hand over our financial statements (W-2s, pay stubs, bank statements on ALL accounts in your name, etc.) so we can offically be pre-approved for a loan, which is exactly what it sounds like.

Because the lender we’re working with has an underwriter in-house (meaning they don’t have to wait for someone in Columbus or Pittsburgh to fill out the paperwork), they assured us that we could be pre-approved within a week. Whoo-hoo!

So….that means we can begin looking at houses and figuring out which one works best for our budget and lifestyle.

In the meantime, I’m keeping myself busy by purging all this old crap that we haven’t used or taken out of the boxes since we moved back in April.

My husband is the ultimate packrat. We have boxes of old cell phone chargers, answering machines, all his binders from college, pens that don’t work, clothes will holes in them (everywhere!), etc. I’m trying to get him to get rid of this stuff by saying that we will need a bigger house to keep all this crap. And crap it is. I’m calling it like I see it.

So between working all day, taking care of my kids and writing all night, I’ll be  slowly but surely getting rid of the stuff I can’t bear to move one more time, only to be taking up precious space.

Does this sound like you? Do you have boxes of stuff that you never use, but keep it just in case one day you’ll need to produce a box of multi-colored floppy disks and you’ll be justified in keeping it?

Comments

  1. I’m the pack rat in this house. Did I say I like the new design?!

  2. I second the kudos on the new design! I think in the past month or so, you’ve gone from having a blog to having a *BLOG*, if that makes sense. In other words, it looks and reads like a professional site, not just a blog someone has for a hobby.
    Anyway, back to the topic…When I moved to NYC, I had one suitcase of belongings. ONE! Two years later, I’m drowning in stuff. I’m pretty good about throwing things out, but it never seems to make a difference :-) I’m the worst about clothes because I don’t want to feel wasteful.