First week on minimalisim.
This is so hard for me. I'm taking an old dining buffet back to my mom. It was my grandmother's, and for one year I used it for storage. It is a functional piece made of pine with many drawers, for my collection of papers, notes, clippings, tissue paper for the random birthday gift, etc. Paper I am tossing into the recycle bin. These are the types of papers, magazine clippings I use to remind myself of design, packaging, color, and even workouts I can do in my spare time.
However, now I'm squished up in our car waiting to somehow operate this vehicle without much mobility in my upper body. Steering will be a challenge much less shifting gears. Speaking of shifting this is huge for me on many levels. I am a pack rat. A pack rat of things paper emotions. Too much stuff...
This Blog is my real adventure of simplifying and changing my gypsy, pack rat ways into a streamlined minimal existence.
