When I first came across the idea of minimalism, I was a little put off. The idea of “evil consumerism and materialism” or the notion that people only did this to save the environment or “glorify God” seemed to be the driving influencers of the minimalist movement. Let me tell you right away that this journey is about none of the above.
If you read a little about me, I accidentally discovered #vanlife while scrolling through Instagram. As someone who has always followed the “rules of life” – go to college, get a job, have a place to live, etc – this kind of scene appealed to my inner adventurist. I have never had a true vacation, rarely if ever traveled for fun, and I never in a million years would have thought that living in a van on the road would be the way to live. But something inspired me to drop all of my work that day and research everything that #vanlife was. Enter minimalism.
I had come across that term before, but as I mentioned, was not really interested in what it stood for. But looking at these people traveling the country and seeing the sights, I envied their passion and drive that got them to that point. They were able to sell their things, rebuild a van, and start a new life. Now, #vanlife is something I absolutely still want to do but you have to start somewhere and that is minimalism.
Clutter is not just physical stuff. It’s old ideas, toxic relationships, and bad habits. Clutter is anything that does not support your better self. – Eleanor Brownn
But here’s the other thing – physical clutter is probably the biggest obstacle I need to tackle before moving on to the other stuff. In the four years since graduation, I have moved a total of nine times and along the way, I have accumulated more and more junk. Things I haven’t used since college, things I got with the intention of using “once I settled into a place”, and just general junk meant for a large space. I just have a bunch of things that I have held on to that are just taking up space.
Here is my biggest confession… I haven’t cleaned in maybe five months. I live in a single room (college style) with a shared living space for three other roommates, provided by my job as a graduate assistant. I spend 99.9% of my time confined in my room with my two cats and I just let the mess and clutter sit there. But I am committed to, starting in May (because I will be finishing up the school semester and the softball season), creating a space that doesn’t stress me the F out. So, as this blog develops, I am going to disappoint my mother and show the world what a mess my living quarters have become and then clean it.
Follow my Instagram specifically for live updates on the purge, maybe some mental breakdowns, and definitely lots of pictures of confused cats finding new places to play. And feel free to ask any questions, tell me I’m in way over my head (trust me you’ll be saying that after you see my room), or shout general encouragement followed by a joke to get me through my breakdowns.