There are a lot of down sides to moving house as much as I do. There's the constant buying (and purging) of items, the smashed belongings dropped at your door by the moving company, leaving lovely rented apartments knowing that you'll never live in them again. These things are difficult (not to mention expensive). I'm already enjoying my new home in Portland immensely, however. We only have the basics so far, but the way the wrap-around windows throw so much light onto the vintage 1950s features and the few items we've bought, is really inspiring.
It almost makes me not want to buy too much more. And yet, I can hear the call of thrift, beckoning me.