June 9, 2011
As a kid I have vivid memories of putting random things in my grandmother’s suitcase “just in case” she needed them. Like a framed picture of me. And toilet roll. And pillows.
As an adult I’ve tried very hard not to do that. Enter my new overnight bag!
It’s the Wayne from Ness. It’s the size of a UK carry on suitcase. And I will not pack more than can fit in it for short trips. My next trip is next Wednesday->Saturday. I’ll take pictures beforehand to show everyone how I’ve done.
May 27, 2011
So, I attempted to fit all my belongings in suitcases. I took pictures of the before and was very excited to be able to show the “after” pictures.
I got halfway through filling suitcase number three when I realised that I still have a long way to go to be truly minimal. Yes, at last count, I had less than 700 items. But to me that is, apparently, too much. I truly want to be able to fit into the three suitcases and overnight bag. Instead I think it would have taken six or seven suitcases plus more. And that is too much.
As a kid I watched a heck of a lot of Star Trek. I can quote Janeway and Sisko and Picard until your ears bleed. And you know what I remember about their quarters? They didn’t own much. A few paintings, a few special items. If they needed something else they replicated it and then recycled it when they were through.
While we don’t have that luxury.. I still don’t need all that I have. I really don’t. And here I was thinking I was at a holding point! No siree..
Before pictures will be posted.. just as soon as I’m done putting everything back where it belongs!
May 12, 2011
My husband likes to tell me I’m an all-or-nothing type of girl. And it’s true. When I start something I take it to the extreme.
Which is why, during this minimalist journey I’m on, I’m surprised I haven’t done this before.
What am I talking about?
Oh, yes, attempting to fit all of my belongings in my suitcase(s). That’s my goal tomorrow! Wonder what will happen.. If you don’t see me soon send help. I may have died under a avalanche of suitcases.
May 8, 2011
Today is Mother’s Day in the States (and other parts of the world) while Mothering Sunday here in the UK was last month.
My mother and I have had a difficult relationship for a lot of reasons that should never grace a blog. However, if anything, my mother has taught me to be a minimalist.
Is that because my mother can fit everything she owns in her Chevy? No.
Is that because my mother actually can name everything she owns? No.
Is that because my mother can name exactly where my birth certificate is when I needed to get a passport? No. (..I had to pay for a new one! Ugh.)
My mother is a hoarder. While there aren’t dead animals in her home (well.. I did find a mouse once) there are stacks. And stacks. And it’s impossible to keep the house clean because there is just so much STUFF. I’d take some pictures next time I see her but she’d kill me.
Now, just know, I have no idea where she got this gene. My grandparents (her parents) were organised. Yet, it skipped Momma.
Now me? Didn’t skip me. Infact I have a text document with everything I own written down. I’d almost be willing to copy and paste it here but I find the amount I own too much and am still on a journey to downsize.
My friends think I’m a bit OCPD. Heck, my husband thinks that as well! But it does help me keep my sanity. I am never, ever, looking for something and not able to find it. I never lose anything. Even the few boxes I have left at my parent’s house are organised and documented.
With all that in mind .. I’m moving in August.
In with my in-laws.
Who, while lovely, are a bit hoarderish themselves..
I have no idea how I’m going to survive this.
April 14, 2011
Every move to a new street address has it’s own obstacles.
Who are your neighbours? What can you reach by foot? Is the bathroom supposed to be that colour?
I’ve lived in my current home for 1 year and 7 months. And I feel like I barely know the place, the town, the county! Come September I’ll be moving yet again and won’t have the access to this place that I once had. So I need to start my exploring and memorising because this is the place where I became a minimalist. Where I started my married life. Where I quit for the first time ever (although to be fair health problems forced the quitting..)
So, welcome to my little corner of the net! My name is Brandilynn. I’m in my early twenties and from a small Midwest town in the US but moved to Scotland 1 year and 7 months ago. My husband is finishing his PhD soon and we’ll be moving yet again! To keep me company (because everyone knows PhD students work too much!) I have a lovely, if ornery, 4 year old kitty cat.
I hope you’ll come with me on this journey and maybe even learn a thing or two along the way.