I was watching a the documentary called "Minimalism" and I felt a shift take place. It reminded me of my roots. And I felt the need to get back to some of them. It felt right.
I've had a little time to reflect and again just thinking about how to make it work feels like a weight lifting. A hope and new beginning starting.
I've never been a true minimalist. I can't live with one chair and a lamp. But living in a household that has essentially two households in it is driving me batty. I still find it hard to move Mom's stuff out. I'm not sure she has even noticed what has left the times she has been here. But it really is time for more to go so I can get on with creating a home for the littles. We will have more time and space if we aren't dealing with so much stuff. And we will have less to move when that time comes. Always a plus.
This I know. This we are going to work on.
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