My husband and I are downsizing. In fact, we are getting rid of EVERYTHING. We are finally realizing our two-year plan to start living in our motorhome full time and tour this beautiful country of ours. To do that, we are going minimalistic. We are selling, donating, and giving away everything we own, going to rent out the house, and follow or dreams of traveling and changing the view from our front window every few weeks.
We realize this goes against everything that society tells us is normal. We are getting rid of the things that make the traditional 9-to-5 necessary to maintain. No more furniture, wall art, the latest electronics, closet full of clothes we hardly wear, latest kitchen gadgets, the best cars we can afford, lawn care equipment, and the stuff we think we need but never use. I never realized how many things we do not need and/or use until we started sorting through it in our effort to let it all go. We are definitely not hoarders, but we positively have too many meaningless belongings.
Getting rid of the extraneous stuff isn’t so hard. It’s the sentimental things that are killing me. We have to seriously decide what we realistically want to keep in a small storage unit and what we can let go. Giving the family heirlooms to the kids and other relatives has worked out so far, but there are other things that are harder to part with. Mother’s day cards, watercolors made in second grade, the bunny-butt clay pot made in kindergarten are all things I refuse to give up. Maybe in the future I can say goodbye to them, but I don’t have the heart to just yet. I see at least a small storage unit in the future.
While I wasn’t prepared for the emotional ramifications of getting rid of the possessions we’ve worked so hard for throughout the years, I am quite surprised by the feeling of freedom it gives me each time an item leaves the house. It’s one less thing to dust, one less distraction to deal with, one less extraneous item taking up space. My heart gets lighter with each departure. I think it’s because we are no longer tied to our things or feel that our life success is attached to them. It brings us closer to our goal of making a life of memories and not a life of regrets or ‘wish we would have‘ thoughts that many dying friends have warned against. Life on our terms minus all the baggage equals a new kind of freedom. It definitely works for us.