We are considering putting our place up for sale. With all the traveling we’ve been doing and the money we could save without HOA fees and a mortgage, we would have more disposable income for getting out on life’s greater adventures.

While it’s nice to have the extra space and spread out our junk so we are not so cluttered, it turns out that we spend most of our time in our small shared office and the bedroom. We rarely use the kitchen; the second bedroom is closed off with the A/C vent shut to save on electricity. We have a two-car garage, a dining room we’ve used half a dozen times, and a living room we’ve visited when others come by.

While having spaces open that can accept decorations like our terrifically colorful placemats is fun, they end up collecting dust and require more of our time to be spent cleaning. Since this conversation began this summer and is continuing now, I think it’s only a matter of days or weeks until we put it on the market.

Murphy doesn’t seem to have an opinion one way or the other as to whether we move, though I can be assured that on moving day, she’ll freak out and, for the following days, will be crying enough to let us know how much she misses her old familiar haunt.