New Place, New Mindset

I can't believe we moved out. It's still a bit surreal. Having only moved twice in my life prior, this is a huge change for me. I didn't move out of my parents house when I got married. There was enough room and I don't see a reason for spending 2x the money on rent and receiving no equity. At least when I pay rent at home, I know it's going toward paying off our mortgage.

During the move, I come to realized was how much crap we have. You don't notice all the stuff you've collected until you have to move it all and fit it into a smaller space. Even though I stop my extreme couponing, the things I purchase still haunts me. I can't bring myself to throw them way as they're still good products, but it will take me forever to use them all. I can't even cast it off to my family member because they too, have purchase more than they need and can no longer take my load. My brother refers to my couponing as "spending money to save money." Now, I feel like I've wasted money to save money. :(

On the bright side, it's an opportunity to change directions in my life and finally clean up the clutter. I listened to Marie Kondo's "The Life Changing Magic of Tidying Up." It was very inspiring and indeed life changing. This book isn't just about folding your clothes or getting rid of clutter, but it asks you to dig deep inside yourself to realize the life you want to live. The book encourages you to part with things from your past that's holding you back so you can move on.

I feel so much weight has been lifted now that I've gotten rid of so much stuff. Although, I'm no where near minimalism, but the things I choose to keep hold more meaning in my life. I've gotten rid of a few bags of clothes and now I'm happy to report that I'm getting rid of all these heels.


When I first got pregnant I thought  would wear them after I give birth. Now that I'm 9 months post partum, I finally realize I may never wear them again. I saved a few pumps that are appropriate for work and the occasional formal events. I was bragging to another mom that I only have about 10 pairs of shoes and she reply that she only had 3. I was blown away. I guess I still have some more work to do on downsizing.

Every time I get rid of something, I feel lighter. I breathe easier. In a world that is very much driven by consumerism, I didn't think I'd be the one who feels good owning less. I feel like I'm living a more purposeful life. I no longer am dictated by the thought of having more things will give me fulfillment. Fulfillment is a state of mind. I still enjoy buying things, but I've become more selective of what I bring home. Once you bring something home, it becomes your problem. So choose wisely :P