Like the highway that winds through our little mountain town, my road to minimalism was long and unpredictable, but I’m so happy to be living and loving a minimalist life. Here’s a look back down the road that brought us here…
In June of 2015, six months after jumping into Near-O Waste, I read this article about minimalism. I became a tornado -spinning through the house, tearing open every drawer and cabinet- getting rid of things we didn’t need. When the dust settled, we had a lot less stuff.
In October, I tackled my wardrobe (but it wouldn’t be the last time!).
In November, I finally climbed into the attic and removed 95% of what was in it, leaving a family play space for Saturday mornings and a satisfying sense of calm. I also told my friends and family how I feel about gifts.
In February, after realizing most of my clothes were made of plastic, I did a final minimization of my closet (and my husband did his!), finally went through the boys’ clothes, and tackled the shed, camping gear, and outside toys.
In March, I binge-read Zero Waste Home and minimized my kitchen gadgets. Then I started The Life Changing Magic of Tidying Up and did a final sweep of paperwork, barware, and kids’ toys. I got rid of another two bags of garbage, brought two bags to Goodwill, and removed 4 shelves and 40 hangers from our home.
In June, I vowed to minimize my mind by limiting the time I spend checking email and Facebook.
Later that month, I took inventory to make sure I was sticking to my #1 rule of minimalism.
In August, I finished Tidying Up, which confirmed what I already knew; that it feels amazing to get rid of stuff you don’t need, and to keep what remains in order.
At the end of summer, I (stealthily and successfully) went through my kids’ paper piles from the previous school year to curb their accumulation of stuff.
And now, 15 months after starting Near-O Waste, I’m reflecting on the path that lead us to minimalism. It didn’t happen quickly or easily, but it was worth every mile.