Okay, so I have thought of downsizing. And I’ve even reminisced about living in a one bedroom condo with my husband and 2 year old… we just had way less stuff then. It seems like now, my husband is on a perpetual mission to fill up every single ounce of space we have with something. It would be nice to say “that’s it, we don’t need any of this stuff. Let’s give it away, recycle it, whatever.” But a “need” always creeps in… of a “what if we need this” pops up.
Seriously. The more stuff you have the more work it is to maintain it or manage it’s disposal. And most of the time, the things we buy give us limited joy and/or are toxic to our health and planet.
The woman in this article found that there were more important things in life… and she made some drastic changes that reflect that realization. See: Living Large in a Tiny House
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From my sphere to yours, here’s to Earth on a Platter
HB
