I have recently been inspired by The Minimalists. I watched their documentary on Netflix and it really struck a chord with me. Why do we have so much stuff? I’m not only referring to the actual crap that we buy on a day-to-day basis but the other ‘stuff’ in our lives like stress or bad relationships or jobs that don’t make us happy. How much money does it take to be really happy? I have had the same sense of ‘happiness’ in my life since I was out on my own, 18 years old, working three minimum wage jobs to make my measly $400 rent payment. I don’t think that climbing any career ladder has contributed to my happiness because of monetary gain. Now, I can say, I have enjoyed learning new things, taking on challenges, and being successful in that career growth, but it has never been about the money. I like to be recognized for a job well done with money, don’t get me wrong. It’s just the money itself and what I do with it doesn’t actually bring more happiness, often it brings more stress.
Oh, we need another car so I can commute to work
Oh, we need a bigger house
Oh, I need a new wardrobe
Oh, our second car just got a flat tire
Oh, I need an expensive vacation in a far away place to de-stress from our regular lives…
The list goes on and on. What if we just simplified our lives and didn’t have this constant stress load? The more money we have, the more shit we accumulate or debt we incur. It’s fascinating how that all works out.
I am beginning a new chapter in my life as of yesterday, May 22nd, 2017 I am no longer employed by anyone. I quit my job in advertising and am going out on my own. I want to own my time, my workload, my monetary gains. I don’t want to be held down by a bi-monthly paycheck any longer. I am taking a huge risk, it’s scary, I don’t know if I’ll be successful, I don’t know if this will make me happy. But I have to try. I have to try to take ownership of my life and follow my dreams.
Long story short, this is the first part of what I will assume to be a series of posts about how I am minimizing my life to reduce stress, to reduce monetary obligations, and to hopefully gain an understanding of what truly makes me happy. I feel like I already know the answer to that, but why not minimize some stress in the mean time and test my theory?
Today, I cleaned out one of the kids’ bedrooms. I went through all the clothes, toys, and books and was able to haul out 3 large garbage bags of stuff. I will donate this to our local PTA store where the sale of the goods goes back into our school system. The kids don’t play with 90% of the crappy plastic toys that we have. It’s just constant management of the shit. I yell at them to clean up their shit, I break up arguments about their shit, I trip on their shit, and the shit is often broken after a few hours of play. The shit needs to go!
My goal is by the end of the summer, I will have gone through the entire house, attic to basement and get rid of the shit! Wish me luck, and I’ll be sure to share the journey as I go along.
Let me know what you think of this idea, if you hate it, love it or have had success doing the same thing!