Tagged Minimalism
Confessions of a Struggling Minimalist: The Joys of Tidying Up and the Struggles of Living with Less
When my husband and I moved into our 960 square foot house (plus partially finished basement) eight years ago, we originally thought that it was a “first home.” In other words, a place that we would eventually leave for something different- and probably larger. My family confirmed that this was so. “When you have more kids,” they said, this place will seem small really quickly.
And there have been challenges. When we first moved in, there was no dining room. Our narrow alley kitchen had a small space for a table, and we had to get a bench seat so that we could walk through the room when we weren’t eating. When someone wanted to get up to get a glass of water, there was a lot of shuffling. (Since then I converted a living space into a partial dining room, too.)
