Should I lose the boots?
It’s time to get mobile again.
We’ve been in LA longer than anticipated and with that nesting comes the accumulation of ‘stuff’.
Some good stuff, some replacement stuff, some disposable stuff, but in the end all that stuff has to be stuffed back into our Honda Element. You’d think downsizing would get easier for us at some point.
With three weeks to go, I started by evaluating my wardrobe.
And I got stuck by my boots. My snow boots. For some reason, I am clinging onto snow boots.
I bought them three years ago for our trip to Iceland. A super fun trip filled with adventures like:
Wandering along the Harbour
Exploring our Reykjavik neighborhood
Marveling at Frozen Waterfalls
Snowmobiling on a Glacier
Exploding in the New Year
(it was WAY beyond Ringing)
Dancing with the Natives
Finding the Original Geysir
I could leave them with family. They wouldn’t mind. I know I’ll want boots again someday. It’s the insidious nature of having free storage. The baggage begins to accumulate.
In my mind the boots hold forth the potential for new adventures just as they have for the past two winters.
Winters without snow. Winters someone else could have had warm and toasty feet… in the snow.
I think I’ve just answered my own question.