So here we are.
If you ignore our storage unit in Michigan (as we are unlikely to even have the means to bring any of that stuff down here), we are unquestionably living minimalistically. We sleep on mattresses on the floor, we own 3 bowls and no plates, my wardrobe consists of 5 outfits, and we probably actually do have less than 100 possessions per person (unless you count each of Rob’s tools). We’ve “arrived.”
The funny thing is that it isn’t that important. We don’t call ourselves “minimalists.” In the end, we weren’t decluttering just to declutter. And we’ve done larger things, than get rid of most of our possessions.
Oh, minimalism has had its benefits. It is an important part of the picture.
- Has drastically reduced the amount of time we spend on housework. We spend about 45 minutes a day, managing possessions.
- Has increased our mobility. When we’re ready to move on next time, it will be much easier.
- Has decreased the financial stress that we face, as well as the stresses of maintaining possessions (home repairs, etc.).
- Has decreased the number of decisions that we have to make in a day, thus reducing mental strain.
- Has decreased our overall stress load, which has allowed me to begin to recover from years of chronic stress.
However, minimalism is only one part of the picture–it is not an end in itself. The reason that we love our life right now, is not just because we don’t have a lot of stuff. Here in the city, we’re living both a simple and joyful life.
We enjoy many simple pleasures, on a daily basis:
- Sipping coffee with Rob, in the mornings, on the balcony.
- Enjoying fresh, organic food.
- Discovering the next adventure that life has in store for me, in my new job.
- Driving over crazy overpasses, with ease.
- Challenging Beanie to a round of Mario Kart (yes, we bought a Wii! Hey, we’re living intentionally…we have our reasons!).
- The daily ritual of getting the mail, which always has surprise packages for us!
- The weekly ritual of doing the laundry, and the different people I meet on the way.
- Grilling out by the pool.
- Daily evening swimming trips.
- Rob’s newfound fame, as he rides his tall bike around.
- Excursions out to go sight-seeing in our new city.
- Library day.
- Evening walks, when everybody has come outside, to feel to cooler air.
Our future plans have not changed. So don’t be relieved that we have “settled down,” or be concerned about what we are doing next. It’s good to have a destination, but we are not rushing the journey.
We’ll get a boat when we get a boat. It might be soon, or it might be Moonraker next summer. Does it really matter?