Having had my fair share of high highs and low lows, I have been exploring the possibility of becoming a ‘Minimalist’. Well, at least for while. Just to experience what it’s really like. .
I’m not going to lie, I think this is going to be difficult, because I like things, I do, a lot. I mean, who doesn’t? But I notice I have been unconsciously taking baby steps. I’m surprised myself but I’m quite pleased that it hasn’t been too painful. .
So today the husband said,”I want to move on to the next phase. The simple living phase.” “Nice!” I thought. It’s strange but it almost felt like we were going to have a romantic conversation about how we would be living our new lives... Then he went on to say, “Just not minimalist until I have only 3 pieces of underwear.” 😑