I Want to Become a Minimalist…
I come from a long line of hoarders. It’s bad. I remember the first time I went to my grandma’s house in Colorado. Inside she had a foot-wide path throughout her home, and there was everything from fifty-year-old magazines, newspapers, and whatever else you could think of in there. I was horrified.
She lived through the depression, so of course, it scarred her into thinking she needed to keep anything and everything. But in reality, the things you really need are food, water, and shelter.
Many members of my family have the “I might need it one day” or “I’m going to sell it” mentality.
I had the guilt factor. I felt guilty if I got rid of something, but now I can’t get it out the door fast enough. Because all the disorganized chaos stresses me out. Having too much clutter makes me feel like I’m drowning. Like the walls are closing in. My brain fritzes out!
After watching “The Minimalists — Less is Now,” it’s been my goal to become a minimalist.
Why? Because Less is MORE. Having less stuff means having MORE time to do things I love. Less stuff is less to clean, less time looking for lost items, and less chance of paying bills late because of disorganization. The whole concept is FREEDOM.