When Dwayne and I first were going fulltime in the motorhome, Dwayne was not quite as gung-ho on the idea as I was. He had a wonderful woodshop setup in our garage in Coppell, and it was hard to give that up. I promised him that he could keep those components and, one day, when we got off the road, we'd have a house where he could have his woodshop again. Unfortunately, cancer interrupted that plan and Dwayne did not have the opportunity to have his woodshop here on earth again (I'm convinced God has a better woodshop in heaven!).
At the time we were giving up our house, my brother graciously offered us the use of a container on his farm for us to store the woodshop components, as well as other things that we thought we might want at a future time when we would return to living in a house without wheels. I thought that the "stuff" would only be stored for a few years, but it has been there for 12 years.
When Carl and I married, he had a few items that had been stored at his son's home that we brought to the container. We also had things from each of our motorhomes that got moved out when we were combining our lives, and those were placed in the container. Each year when we'd visit Virginia, we had access to our "stuff" and would sometimes exchange things that were in Gracie for things in the container, or offload more things out of Gracie and store them in the container.
With the purchase of the new-to-us house without wheels, with a garage, we decided that it was time to get the things we wanted from the container and allow my brother to have the use of his container after 12 long years. So, a week or so ago, we flew to Virginia to start the process of sorting through the contents of the container.
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| Opening the container door... |
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| ...wow, that's a lot of stuff! |
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| Sorting through some of the boxes... |
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| We placed the things we wanted to take to Arizona on a flat bed trailer that Jimmy would put under cover each night to protect the contents from the heavy dew. |
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| Cleaning a rug that had been stored for 12 years |
Everything that had been stored was very dusty and dirty, but most things appeared to be in decent shape. We decided that some things were no longer needed in our lives, and they could be taken to a thrift store, or later sold at Jimmy and Regina's church's white elephant sale.
We are so grateful to my brother, Jimmy, for allowing us to use the container for so many years, for Jimmy and Regina putting us up in their home while we sorted through the contents of the container, for Jimmy coming up with the plan to use the trailer for the things we wanted to take, volunteering to take care of (dispose of) contents that we did not want to take, and doing the job of packing of the contents into the moving truck for us. We are overwhelmed with gratitude to them both.