A tall-tale of Minimalism




Allow me to get completely domestic for the next 500 words. I have to get some things out and maybe at the end of this, they’ll have more clarity.

I’m into minimalism. Not like, the actual practice of it or anything but like, day-dreaming about it, watching documentaries about it. Podcasts and articles and Pinterest boards and stuff. I’m into it like that.

I’ve had several cycles of “binging and purging” my items. I was a thrift store FANATIC and was dating one too, so at one point my bachelorette pad was FILLED with treasures from 1950-2009. Velvet sofas, and glass lamps, chandeliers and a freaking hair-dryer chair! That actually worked. It was bad ass. I admit.

It was a FAR cry from my days in the mountains, a 400 sq. foot apartment and a suitcase to my name.

I can say I’ve never been too attached to STUFF. By nature, I lose or break things. I up and leave them behind. When I broke up with Goodwill guy, I invited another Goodwill guy over to my house and via phone (I was in New York, my friend let him in) I sold him just about everything I owned. Asta la Freaking Vista. I even threw this giant portrait in the dumpster outside my place…two weeks later it was in my mothers house! A dumpster-diving friend of hers had found it! One womans trash…

Every 27-yr old single girl should have one of these in their place. I miss it.

Anyway, obviously things change with family and with a house and kids. I’m perpetually in “I may need this mode”. Or I go crazy and box a bunch of stuff up and then that box NEVER leaves the house, until I find myself digging into it again and these things are reintroduced into our lives!

With two home offices, a toddler, a baby on the way and no desire to be Suzy Homemaker, something around here has to give. And I think it’s all the stuff. I KNOW it’s all the stuff. Where did it all come from? WHY did I think I needed it? Could we be better organized? AB-SO-FREAKING-LUTELY. BUT, wouldn’t that be WAY easier with like 70% less things? We even rented a 12-foot dumpster, filled it, and I can’t even tell you what changed.

Old clothes, unused toys, endless papers, random tools…and on and on forever.

I bought one of those IKEA Kallax shelves and it has been amazing as far as organization and tidiness. I have rows of baskets at the bottom for Shines toys, the row above with kids books, and then the two rows above that house our laptops, my books, mail and things we need to reach regularly but also need to be out of the way. Things that could take up five random places in the house instead of one organized one.

Maybe that’s where it all starts–IKEA.

I’m not making any grand pledge to become the minimalist mom…I’d be lying to myself and the universe. Alls I’m saying right now is; I need to get some crap out of here, it’s easier said than done, my house is eating me, and the Kallax is worth the shipping price.

Free foot massagers!!

ALSO, tip: For LESS Play-Doh jars and dried out pieces around your house, try giving your kiddo professional modeling clay. We did that with Shine, and it’s awesome. It’s not all of the awesome colors BUT it ¬†does NOT dry out, it’s so resuable and you can get a GIANT block of it for $14.

See? One step closer. Any tips? I’m open.

Crying into piles of stuff,