When is enough really enough? I mean, specifically, when can you officially say to yourself, “I have enough stuff”? How about when you are watching your husband do everything he can to convince the door to close on a 26 foot U-Haul. (Which is, I might add, THE largest moving truck they make!)

I find it humorous and slightly disturbing that at 29 years old I feel overwhelmed by how much random stuff I have! So, in an ironic twist that is typical of God alone, we have forsaken all of our accumulated stuff…for a season. That’s right! To storage our goodies and treasures have gone, and we are on yet another adventure! Because we couldn’t find a home to rent in the area or price range we wanted, and because we don’t know whether we want to buy or build yet, we decided to lease an apartment for two months.

Here’s a view of our digs:

Notice anything missing? How about furniture? That’s right. For the next 60 days, we are living on plastic cutlery and sleeping bags (Nate and I were upgraded to an air mattress, courtesy of our beloved buds Jessica and Jose).

And you know what? I LOVE it! Our “home” feels so clean. I don’t find toys or shoes or articles of random clothing on the floor every time I turn around. I don’t have a million dishes to do each night. Not much laundry to fold. No beds to make. My house, for the first time since before I had kids, feels CLEAN! ALL THE TIME! The kids love it because there’s plenty of room to run around and no worries of breaking anything (body part or home furnishing).

The runner-up winning factor about our place right now is the balcony that overlooks a beautiful pool, tons of tall lush trees and beautiful landscaping. It has served as the perfect spot for my Quiet Times and coffee! I feel like I’m at a resort on vacation…maybe in Asia where they also eat on the floor, as we are currently doing.

So, if you want a place to crash, you are always welcome. We have plenty of (empty) space!