I don’t consider myself a Minimalist, however, I am about to become one. Our recent move to Arizona has taught me that I can live with less, in order to live more. After months of packing up our home in Milwaukee, selling, and giving away STUFF, I was amazed at how much we had accumulated over the years, only for it not to matter so much anymore.
There were boxes and boxes, packed with miscellaneous home décor, hundreds of Beanie Babies (oh, they may be worth something someday, better keep those) clothes, books, electronic games, stereo equipment, you name it we stored it. In fact, we rented a storage, to park stuff, so our home would be clutter free for real estate showings.
Goodness, when all the stuff was out of the house, I was amazed at how much better I was able to breathe, move around, and observe. That’s when I actually noticed again, the beautiful design of our home, with all the natural wood, high ceilings, and windows galore. Once the stuff vacated, I felt like I could return, and a weight lifted. Even though we still had the hustle and bustle of moving, I was beginning to think more clearly, and vowed to never get into that position again of accumulating stuff.
We packed our moving POD with only the essentials, except when we got to Arizona, we discovered that a lot of those ESSENTIALS would remain in the garage. I looked around the space of our new dwelling, and found that I like a clean wall, and unobstructed flooring, where there is room to walk freely. Although we will have to sit on the floor for another few days, when I went shopping for new furniture, I only bought a chair, sofa and a dining table small enough to fit in the kitchen area. I intend to be very strategic about how I place accents around them. No more clutter.
My office has a few staged personals, minimally, so that I can feel at home, and summon my writing muse. I am wondering, though, where I will house my library, books remain essential. They may have to stay in boxes, until I get a space for them to be in their own room. Nothing but books.
Right now, I prefer to notice HOW I’m living. I enjoy looking out an unblocked window, and appreciating how the desert weeds appear like beautiful flowers, walking out my front door to a quiet neighborhood, seeing the stars in a clear midnight sky, watching my cat look out the window and virtually chase everything that is moving outside, and even a smaller area to clean up doggy poop. I like driving down the highway and looking up at the mountains, before me and around me, and yes, I even discovered how to appreciate the heat, and how to navigate in it.
Definitely, with less stuff I am set about to discover this living, breathing house– me. I’ll check in from time to time to let you know how I am doing. In the mean-time you might want to look around and purge some of the essential non-essentials. You’ll be better off for it!