Yesterday, I posted about the millions and millions of search results out there for minimalism. Today, the WordPress Daily Prompt happens to be simplify. (More on that here: Daily Prompt: Simplify).
I’ve never done the Daily Prompt, but today seemed like a good day to start. Minimalism has been on my mind as I go about the business of updating various parts of my house. No big renovations, just some minor improvements, all of which I can handle myself with absolutely no training (which is exactly the amount of training I have).
One of the most important things I’m doing is getting rid of stuff. If I don’t actually use it, need it, or like it, it’s going. It’s amazing how many things we hang on to just because we feel like we should. I don’t mean sentimental things, I mean things that somehow found their way into the accretion disk swirling around my life’s event horizon.
Last year, I started putting some of the minimalist philosophy into practice. Black t-shirts and blue jeans became my daily decent-weather look. It’s slimming, it always matches, and it’s one less thing to worry about. I have one go-to thermal hoodie for when it gets cold, and a black corduroy sport-coat style jacket when necessary. I’ve had my boots for a year-and-half and just changed the laces. I’m good for another 3000 miles at least.
This has been very freeing, and so I’ve started applying it to the way I (try to) organize my house.
One of the tenets of Apple-Store style minimalism is that open space is beautiful. As a writer, I was trained to fill in blanks. Yesterday, I put a shelf bathroom to keep the counter empty. It turns out, open space is beautiful. I feel kind of like a Jedi.
The little trash can on a track beneath my kitchen sink? I don’t use it. Gone. The wine glasses on the top shelf of the cabinet? When am I ever having wine with that many people? I’ll fill them each with M&Ms and donate to the church’s raffle. Exactly how many Tupperware lids with no corresponding vessels does one home need? You know what time it is.
Excising the stuff from my life means making more room for better uses of my time and money. It honestly feels like the physical practice of downsizing is helping me think better, like the brainstorm mess of everything I could keep around is giving way to just a few important points. A thesis, if you will. I’m eating healthier, drinking more water, and exercising more. Getting rid of things that just don’t matter goes a long way toward making room for things that do.