Every couple months the minimalism bug bites me again and I sort another closet or room. Last time it was to get everything out of all the closets that shouldn’t be there. And there was a lot!
When we first moved into this house we couldn’t use some of the rooms so our stuff stayed in boxes and got shoved wherever it could go. Kitchen boxes in bedroom closets. Kids books in the linen closet. Over time we slowly got rooms back and the house feels bigger and bigger, but still not big enough.
Well the minimalism bug is back. I watched a video on people with tiny houses. If they can live in that tiny house how is it so hard for me live in this 3 bedroom house?
This round I see how big this house is. Once we regain all it’s space I think it may end up feeling like too much. Maybe in another round or two.
Each time I come back it gets easier. I look at my things with a critical eye. I find space to enjoy the things I love more. I let go of another couple bags of stuff.
Life gets a little freer.
I breathe a little easier.