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To be fair, some of us keep restaurant sauce packets because we don't use hot sauce very often or heavily, & therefore don't want to buy a whole bottle of it, lol.
This makes a lot of sense to me. Most things I really don’t care about all that much but I also have a lot of trouble getting rid of my clothes. When I was young I always had to wear old clothes from my cousin and I hated that and now I have a problem with throwing out all the beautiful clothes that I bought for myself even if they don’t fit me anymore. I already started over decluttering a room that I did before but I just don’t start on closets with clothing.
I am sooo with you on that. I had very few clothes growing up, and my mom bought the cheapest. Some of the things were so cheap that they didn't survive the first wash. A couple of times, one of my aunts (her sister) gave me some nice stuff, but mom wouldn't let me wear it. When I grew up, I bought nice stuff. I have 30 years of beautiful clothes in my basement, most of which don't fit anymore, but the quality is much, much better than what we can get anywhere at any price these days.
This was so helpful and refreshingly something I hadn't heard before. The theory and then actual strategies and examples of what to do were much appreciated!
Definitely furniture has an effect as done all small items nut realised after doing workshop most of my furniture has the scarsity mindset of being given or a bargain. Once I am out of debt will have more intention to replace anything I keep with more function flow and the right size ❤❤
I decided not to sell anything. I leave some stuff on the curb for people to take, but clothes don't go. Furniture, appliances, set of dishes still in the box get taken, but not clothes. There used to be a lady in the neighborhood who took clothes and nice fabric length, but she doesn't live here anymore.
I consider myself kind of a minimalist. In comparison to most of my friends, I am a minimalist but some rabid minimalists would say I’m not a minimalist because I have books and I have art on the wall and I have a craft room, I have a collection of mid-century modern swung vases. Yet, I have empty cabinets and empty shelves in my cabinets. I don’t have anything on the floor, except for furniture legs, trash cans and a couple of area rugs. I have a couple of friends and a relative who are out and out hoarders not using the word lightly, actual diagnosed hoarders. My one friend said out loud “I will never get rid of anything ever”. As far as equating minimalism to OCD people don’t understand what OCD is either. They throw this phrase around thinking that it means your neat clean and organized which really is virtually hardly any part of OCD. OCD is obsessive thoughts, if you don’t tap the door knob six times and click the lock three times everybody in Cambodia will die. That’s OCD or people who can’t hold a job because they can’t be on time because they have to keep going back home over and over and over and checking if the door is locked, checking if the iron off, checking if the curling iron is unplugged, over and over and over so they can’t even get to work on time.
Thank you for sharing your thoughts on introverts, introspection & clutter-free, minimalism. I’m on my own journey and realizing how much space and quiet I need.
Can this be triggered when someone is already an adult? I wasn't cluttered until my last relationship was ended by dumping me at a friend's house with nothing but the clothes in my back, he had helped me make the decision to not work, sell my car, and share a phone with him before this. My friend lived no where close to where i lived, so i was broke, stranded, and homeless in one motion. Later this asshole came and found me and took me "home" but all my stuff was gone. I began collecting whatever i could get because of the financial, time, and transportation control he exercised over me. With the tiny bit of money he's give me, it would take me 10 years to save up anything to get out.
I find it difficult to feel cozy in the summer bc the AC is always blasting but I feel stupid wearing a sweater in the summer. I want to just turn off the AC and open windows but my husband can’t stand the humidity.
Random thought -- and this isn't something you'd do to your home -- but I find cozy in the opposite. So white walls and brightness in the winter and dark walls and dim light in the summer. It's because it's a break from the environment. I find the brightness of summer really overstimulating at time so dim and dark feels luscious.
I love your hair color. I'm a natural red head, but its getting darker as I get older. Can I ask, do you color yours? If so what color do you use? I enjoy all of your videos! Thank you for the content you put out.
Loss, yes, something that I realised was I wasnt keeping people out because I was ashamed of my house, I was keeping my mess to keep people out. No risk of more loss.
Totally get the principle, especially the nature, flora etc - our ancestors' savannah. But my 'cosy' is pretty much limited to winter, autumn at a stretch. Getting that homely vibe from minimalism is a challenge like the cherry on top of the sundae... First you have to be in shooting distance of the sterility that ironically is the distant unattainable goal of most fams living in perpetual chaos, and no shame or blame in that. (Sterile like some postmodern architect designer house like they portray rich villains owning in movies... Nice problem to have!)
You can get them anywhere- like amazon or home depot. They're called Philips Hue bulbs. Here's an amazon link.They're definitely on the pricier side: amzn.to/4ehakhv
Just a little info on Hue bulbs. Although they are more expensive, they are phenomenally long lasting. I’ve had the exact same Hue bulbs and Hue strips for almost ten years. (No, knock on wood, they have not needed replacing for that long of a time!) Plus at 4 watts (the wattage of a nightlight bulb) they are very much more energy efficient.
I have two issues one not solved. My clutter has to do with mixing my personal life with work. If it is out of sight it is out of mind. So I am working on that. The other is getting anxiety when I see things thrown out. If I see a neighbor getting rid of an expensive item I take it and put it online. My sister is helping me but I have to make an agreement not to pick things up off the street. My neighbor who is a doctor was throwing things out because he can re-buy everything. I went around knocking on my neighbors door to see if they wanted to take anything. The rest I had to run inside as I heard the crunch of quality furniture being crushed by the sanitation truck.. I was having a full blown anxiety attack. When I give things away I bless it and call it adoption. FYI I was not adopted. It also bothers me when people throw things out just because.
I was very similar when I was young, embarassment/ no confidence. Studied all night for a chem exam, went in and finished it early and was sure I had flunked miserably. Went for a walk and had a mental break/ epiphany which released me from all cares. Totally liberating, it led me to totally change my life (got the top grade in the class on that exam). Became a minimalist before there was a name for it, and had no care what anyone else thought about me. Still like that 50 years later, and I wish it would have happebned sooner in muy life.
This is so helpful! I also am lucky to be alive! Put another way, I believe in angels! I paid big bucks to an old lady dating service. She didn't check out her matches! I went out with a VA psychiatrist!! He didn't take me to dinner! He wanted to barbecue the cheapest cuts of meat and he poured lots of brandy or something syrupy! I finally asked him to take me home. His big gas guzzler boat of a car was all over the Bay Bridge as he ranted at me. He was drunk. I was saying prayers silently. At my apartment door, he didn't wait to see I got into the building lobby. Well, to make this shorter, I wore the same pretty outfit to work the next day. I did not go straight home at 5. I knew he was gunning for me. I got off the cable car mid-evening, and here came his big old car! He turned the corner in front of the ice cream shop and I was right there, but invisible to him. Saying "I don't think so" to a total jerk can be so terribly wise. Just think, younger friends, it could be the perfect evening to go thru that box of papers!
When we see certain minimalists on You Tube, a couple of them really make me want to holler at the screen! There's the nice guy with the low hairline who wears black T-shirts! eeeee-e-e!And the soft-spoken blond lady who lives overseas and is so terribly sensitive and updates her furniture on a whim! I had to move from a bad situation, and cousins just shoved stuff anywhere! No pathway in the storage locker! Dolls wave at me from way back. At age 10 I came thru major earthquake, whooping cough, and near divorce of my folks. The tremors and the gasping continued for months. Thirty years later my husband said "Honey, some parts of you are ten years old!" I answered, "You know, you're right!" So two years ago I got dumped into a tiny studio apartment and two years later I'm still looking at 12 or 14 file boxes that have to go! The golden oak dresser that we bought with wedding money is in storage -- and I miss it! The colorful Madonna (turquoise, red, orange) is on the wall with an interesting story. My Nana's "Peaceful Kingdom" picture is over the sewing machine. The old red Indian cotton print bedspread is here in a box. Now that it's hot, I will put it on my bed just like 52 years ago in San Francisco when I was pickled tink to be free from family smothering non-help. I really do have a kind of uniform: washable pants and a BRIGHT cotton knit top -- hot pink, red, turquoise, cobalt, purple, turquoise, mint green, hot pink, cherry red, and teal Many little treasures I'm packing up to go back to storage -- a slice of worn-out cable car, a fine wooden jewelry box my grandfather made for me. I am not a hoarder! You should see my crappy kitchen! I talk to the little girl and remind her we'll have a nicer home maybe within the year. It helps me to know that I can tear apart magazines and save only what I like, put the rest in recycling. Nothing is lost that way.
Thanks for the reminder to shred tax documents from 5 years ago I didn’t see a free digital declutter 0:06 class. I saw a video on why digital clutter is hard. There’s a 15% off link for the class. Maybe she gave you the class for free, but it’s not free for the rest of us.
10:55 you are also teaching them you have to get money for everything and there's no such thing as charity. (Charity is joy, especially if the person both receiver and giver is happy) that's right, happy doing it and happy the person is happy about it 😊
I can count the situations I've survived. First my mom. Then the Air Force -- harassment by gay NCO's (I was an officer), then one toxic "friend", then a nightmare in senior housing with a handicapped woman making loud crashing noise at all hours like 3 a.m. The cops laughed, management could not care less. I complained to high heaven because the handicapped woman was so inappropriately dumped up there -- and I can't buy that it was her karma!!! Upset and sleep deprivation caused me to need a pacemaker for a very good heart. I got senior housing that puts veterans at the top of the wait list -- but I got a dirty, shabby one-room place. And now I am envisioning the next place. I'm choosing between two cities, saving money to pay the movers -- and NOT notifying the stupid cousin who hid my toothpaste and medicine! This will be my last move, and it will be good! One bedroom, roomy kitchen -- safe and quiet! . . . A recent diagnosis about my left eye suggests donating most of the books -- especially the ones about fine cross-stitch and lace knitting! But I am happy to go forward. . . . Those years in the USAF when I feared for my life, my testimony allowed me to help break open an international human trafficking ring. For many years, I wasn't proud of that; to me it was simply a time I got in trouble!
