Me and Minimalism: An Update

I’m writing this just days after the horrific attack on my home town. My brain is overwhelmed, I keep crying and I can’t focus. But that isn’t my story to tell and I don’t deserve any attention for it. But I acknowledge it because the act of writing a blog post seems so trivial and self indulgent in contrast.

I want to acknowledge that.

But – I’ve been drawn here, to write something after months of silence because minimalism is my sanctuary. (Plus I’ve been feeling the pull back after receiving a number of comments on some old posts – and I felt kinda guilty that I’d stopped when people were valuing my message.)

The last few months have been stressful for me, nothing dramatic or overly important in the grand scheme of things, but stressful none the less. My new, dream job has proven to be incredibly fast paced and busy, with me working late pretty much every day (still the dream though folks – I LOVE it). On top of this I’ve been coming towards the end of my second year at Uni, with essays and exams to prepare for. Overall, it’s felt a little hectic and I haven’t felt in control for a long time.

I truly feel that minimalism has kept me sane.

When elements of life are beyond control it’s natural to grasp control wherever we can. And for me that is at home. I am in control of my personal space.

Minimalism has meant that it’s been easy to keep on top of things at home, despite spending too many hours at a desk. Countertops are clear, surfaces are clean, the floors swept and mopped, laundry happening daily. Thanks to minimalism, it hasn’t taken me too much time or effort to keep things simple.

My stress has also helped my minimalism. In my attempts to maintain order I have found myself clearing out another five bags of clothing, simplifying my morning choices. Plus another two bags of household items, plus another NINE books – creating more space and keeping the place tidier.

And so the two have become codependent. My peace of mind relies on minimalism, and my minimalism is fuelled by my peace of mind.

I don’t think that’s a bad thing. It sounds kinda odd, maybe a bit obsessive. But actually all I am saying is that my lifestyle choices keep me calm, peaceful, content and help ward off stress.

And isn’t that what our lifestyle choices should be about?

In these turbulent times we should each make choices that help to keep the peace. However small that may be.

Minimalist Planning: Kitchen

We’re currently sans kitchen. There is no kitchen up in here. We have no kitchen. Kitchen-less.

We ripped it out over the weekend just past, we won’t have our new one installed until the weekend after this one coming.

We’ll be without da kitch for 14 days in all.

Everything has been removed and packed into boxes or moved into our under the stairs storage – lucky I went crazy with the decluttering or I don’t know where we would have found the space for it all.

With the new kitchen, I designed it with minimalism in mind. We’re going to be having less cupboards people. Far less storage capacity.

But you know what? There will still be enough. There will still be shed loads of space. We just have to think smart and get rid of duplicates and non-essentials.

For one my baking equipment is going, I bake at most once a year and I do not enjoy it. I enjoy the end product but I fail miserably every time I attempt to home bake myself. So for the space the kit and the stockpile of ingredients takes up.. Two shelves in our old kitchen… I’ll be getting rid.

We’ve also got a few duplicate appliances, blenders, dicers etc. And duplicate utensils that need to go.

Family have gotten into the habit of buying us mugs. I hate it. They are all mismatched and different sizes and it makes me antsy. I need to curb this behaviour. Nicely.

Glassware as well. I have an uncle that brings his own glass to family events. And then leaves it here for next time. Nuh uh Mr.

Take your sh*t home please.

Food waste is a big watch out for me. We waste too much. It’s hurting our bank balance and our health. But it also feels like a massive kick in the teeth for those who go without. Major guilt trips every time I waste. Why make myself feel so bad? Just meal plan, buy what we need and avoid all those special offers, 2 for ¬£3, buy 1 get one free. Please, consider whether you actually need it first. I’d rather lose out on a saving that have such a lax attitude to life giving sustenance.

Dinnerware, J bought plates that don’t fit in the microwave, plus they wobble when placed on a flat surface. *Face Palm*. I hate to say it but I’m doing a full replace. Clearing out all our mismatched dinnerware and investing in quality, long lasting and well made items.

Same with cutlery, we have so much cutlery. The drawers are overflowing. We’ll buy new teaspoons and J will insist on holding onto the ones we already had as well. I need to put my foot down.

I’m a firm believer in having less stuff, which means more frequent washing, but lower quantities of washing. And amen to that. I’d much rather clean for 5 minutes twice daily then 1 hour twice weekly.

Then there’s decor, I’ve invested in counter uplifts and I’m going tile free. Just white walls and our uplift, maybe a backsplash or tiled column behind the hob. But otherwise bare.

Did I also mention we only have three wall cupboards on only one wall? Leaving our other wall to embrace the window, the other wall clear with just the extractor to add interest, and the other wall.. well we knocked that down.

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