Leaving Minnesota
I wake up at 3 a.m. and start loading my car.
My furniture is already gone, and now I just have to cram as much crap stuff as possible into my car.
I quickly realize that I can’t bring everything:
- My nice dresser needs to go in the alley.
- My beautiful plants and expensive pots won’t fit.
- All of my glassware and dishes are destined for the dumpster.
Although I already donated several carloads, I still filled an entire dumpster during this move.
I felt burdened by my possessions – the total sum of a hundred innocent trips to the store. I could have saved so much time and money if I had committed to living with less earlier. That lesson made this ordeal worth it.
By 8:30 a.m., Gunter was the only thing left in my apartment.
Gunter in my empty apartment at Lowertown Lofts in downtown St. Paul, Minnesota
I took one last look at Mears Park and then drove away from St. Paul forever.