When do you know you’ve become a minimalist?
I don’t know. I just woke up and felt like one and said:
“Hey, I’ve really pared down on what I used to own. This feels GREAT! And I am not even missing anything I need or could possibly want.”
More confirmations followed the first realization.
Just the other day, BF and I were chatting, and he asked me:
“What are you thinking of buying next?”
I was stumped.
Excluding food, there are lots of things I want, impulsively desire and feel the need to stroke every time I pass by them.
But I couldn’t think of anything to REALLY consider buying and shelling out cash for.
I even tried making a list of all my desires and ended up crossing each one out for various reasons:
- French business vocabulary book = Have to order it online, not a high priority
- Car? = Nah, will wait until mine dies
- Laptop? = Ditto. I don’t need another one.
- House/Condo = Going to move to a new city in a month or two, then a new country
- DVDs/CDs? = Nothing I really want out there at the moment
- Typing cover for my keyboard = Product doesn’t really exist in stores
- New brand of conditioner for my hair = Still have 2 tubes left of the old stuff
- New clothes = Wardrobe ban in effect
- Boots = One of my shopping band 2010 exceptions, but I don’t even know what I want
I desire things, yes.
But not strongly enough to buy them and add to my inventory of stuff just yet.
(Except maybe that French business vocabulary book.)
Nothing “urgent” or strongly desired came to mind.
Even now, looking down at my pants with the hook clasp that JUST came off, I am just going to go home, fix ‘em, wash and wear ‘em again.
It never occurred to me to go out and buy a new pair of pants because I don’t feel any need to.
And I might get bored with my clothing once in a while, but I just remember that what I have is not everything I own, and I can always just mix up the jewellery instead.
I mean, I’m traveling with one pair of heels, a pair of pants, 3 tops (I have Fridays off and I re-wear one top the 4th day of work), and a casual outfit.
It can get boring, but not enough to make me run to the mall.
The other thing that holds me back from shopping (other than my self-imposed ban), is that my whole wardrobe is really in another city because we were so set on moving there, but we might be moving to another city instead and I need to go pack a suitcase and bring back 75% of it.
It’s a process, not a project.
There are no deadlines, rules or restrictions.
You don’t have to get your life together by the time you’re 30 or 40.
You don’t have to only own 50, 75, or 100 things (all very arbitrary numbers in my opinion), because who’s to say 1000 is not a good number?
Actually come to think of it, I should just count my things out of curiousity. I must have over 1000 items at least, if I count every necklace and ring.
You don’t have to be a green, eco-friendly warrior to be a minimalist: the two are not related, but they sure do pair up well together!
It’s whatever you feel is minimalism to you.
It sounds so New Age-y, but what I’ve set out for myself as goals, such as fitting my life into 3 suitcases and 2 carry-ons, is ARBITRARY.
It’s all made up and only in my head.
It’s my own personal challenge and not yours.