Those that know me know that I am not doing this by choice. I’m the type of person that if I dig down far enough into my closet I’m pretty sure I can find my copies of my high school newspaper. (And that’s after I’ve moved 4 times since graduating) So, becoming a minimalist hasn’t really been a choice that I’ve wanted to make it has been one that I have to make.
If you haven’t figured it out by now I’m in the middle of getting my medical clearance for the Peace Corps. For some reason a lot of friends and family thought I could bring most of my stuff with me like I was just moving to a new apartment overseas. WRONG. I can bring 2 checked bags that weigh less than 100 pounds and have dimensions of 107 inches together, 1 carry-on, and a personal bag i.e. a purse or messenger bag.
With only being allowed that much luggage I’m almost positive that my couch, bed, wall hangings, and everything else that makes my apartment home (insert my elephant lamp here) will not be able to come with me. Which brings me to the title of this blog Becoming a Minimalist. I’m purging out almost everything I own and keeping only a few precious “things” I couldn’t live without. I’ll admit right here and now that the items that I’m keeping could definitely be lived without but, they are where I put my foot down and say enough is enough. I will get rid of my couch, chair, tables, etc. BUT I REFUSE TO GET RID OF MY RECORD PLAYER. I know…my priorities are in good places.
It was hard walking through my apartment and deciding what I was going to be throwing away, giving away, and trying to sell. The couch I have, that I love, that was my moms before being mine and has been with one or both of us for 10 years now, giving away. The pots, pans, and every other kitchen utensil, that took me forever to collect being a broke college student, giving away. The clothes I won’t have room to take with me, selling and giving away. It’s like everything that makes a place for me to come back to is going to be gone.
Don’t get me wrong it feels slightly nice to not have all of these worldly possessions holding me down. It’s just hard to get used to the idea. I have managed to narrow down what I am keeping to a pretty lean list with the most important items on it. The list confirms the truth that I am a nerd. A few random things I refuse to get rid of and am making my mom hold onto for me are:
- My record player and record collection (really wish I could bring this with)
- My N64 and all the games (huge nerd and what 90’s kid would give that up?)
- My framed drawings (if it took me hours or weeks to draw something I’m keeping it)
- Comforter set (sounds ridiculous but I’m in love with it)
- Random decorations from around the apartment (elephant lamp, treasure chests)
- Pictures and picture albums
- A few clothes to come home to
- My books (I gave 2 plastic tubs full of books away but I refuse to get rid of the ones on my bookcase)
- My puppy Odin (Making someone keep him and skype me with him while I’m gone)
- My bed (It’s comfy, I just bought it, and beds are expensive)
- My car (Super low mileage, just got it a year ago, and I don’t want to buy another when I get home)
So, a little over 11 things that I refuse to get rid of. I know if I was a minimalist there is a lot of things that wouldn’t have made it on this list. I’ll admit it now. I have failed at becoming a minimalist but, have succeeded in stopping my pack-rat tendencies. YAY ME!!
P.S. The image is the much talked about and loved elephant lamp. If you would like to see more pictures that I have taken of things other then elephant lamps click here.