I visited my parent's home to help my mother with her yard sale. It didn't go as expected and that was alright.
It gave us time clear space to move furniture in and out of their home. They've lived there 30 years.
I couldn't wait to leave when I was 18, graduated from high school; wanted to see and conquer the world. There wasn't any thing I didn't think I could do.
30+ years later I'm world weary, travel tired, and wiser.
Glad I'm not a parent and never got married; both are hard work.
Lots of life accumulates in a home over 30 years, lots.
Anyway, it was a good time and my parents have decided that it's time to purge their home of excess.
Excess
I've purged my life over many events and now it could fit in the back of a full-size truck. Household goods, personal belongings, trappings only understood by the keeper.
I visited my paren'ts home to help and continued learning my life's conducive to traveling, movement.
