My Journey to A Minimalist Household

(But I kept the kids!)

I consider myself a relatively straight forward person; I don’t need much to be happy. So why do I have so much shit?! Minimalism is the next step for me in my life-journey.

So there I am, twenty seven years old with three children and a teeny tiny house full of lots and lots of stuff. We were buried deep in accumulated things from thrift stores or gifts, stuff that my frugal Mom picked up for me here and there, odds and ends and things that did not make sense at all.

It was truly overwhelming and I felt that no matter how hard I tried I could not keep with the picking up. The house always looked dirty and cluttered and quite honestly close to a hoarder’s house. I would move things out, but more things would always come back in. I could not figure out what I was doing wrong.

The idea of living minimally appealed to me more and more as time went by. A plan was forming somewhere in my mind, just out of reach. I started to get the travel bug, even though it is not feasible at this point in my life. Inspired by a friend who went travelling via thumb transportation from Ontario to Banff with nothing but a 30 lb backpack and left the rest behind; it really inspired me to look at what is necessary in our lives and what is not.

And there starts our journey to minimalism as a family.

Now don’t get me wrong, stuff can be good! For instance, I believe it is important to have a well stocked pantry for times of unexpected financial crisis or severe power outages and natural disasters. And when you have kids, stuff is bound to accumulate! Being a single Mom, when friends and family offer clothes and ‘hand me downs’ it doesn’t matter if they’re a size or two too big. They’ll keep well in the closet and it saves me a ton of money. However, I only keep what we’ll need.

Minimalism can be a lot of fun if you sit back and enjoy the process.

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