Thanks for all the wonderful comments on our post last week about letting go of the stuff. I really loved reading about your own experiences with stuff and how you limit the stress and time spent dealing with it.
Another (related) idea I’ve been thinking about is the concept of downsizing.
Technically, when we sold our normal-sized house and moved to the barn, we were downsizing (albeit temporarily). The word itself obviously speaks to moving into less space.
But the word downsizing sort of bothers me.
I think it’s because the word downsizing has a negative connotation. Probably because it’s all about less.
But the truth is, downsizing doesn’t feel like downsizing at all. It feels like our life has been pumped full of upgrades. Here are a few reasons.
I’m always in the action.
My biggest pet peeve about our last two houses were the kitchen situations. Mostly, when I was cooking, I was by myself.
If you know me, you know I’m an extrovert. So being by myself in the kitchen wasn’t fun. I hated it.
And this may be part of the reason that I never really grew to love cooking or baking. (Just call me Dr. Kim, diagnosing my condition.) I do cook, but I hated that my family was in the living room while I was
slaving away over a home-cooked meal microwaving leftover pizza.
That is a big reason why our future home will be an open-concept.
But this small space takes it a step further.
I’m currently at the kitchen island. I see Henry playing with his train table. I see my brother and Ryan watching the game on television. I can see the television (not that I care right now).
I CAN SEE EVERYTHING. I CAN TALK TO ANYONE.
This is my favorite part about being in a small space. (I suppose if you are an introvert, you may hate this. But Ryan doesn’t seem to mind it, so I’m going to go with it.)
I spend very little time cleaning or putting things away.
I cannot overstate this enough. Less space means less cleaning. Less stuff means less picking up.
This means more time to do other things I actually want to do.
This view truly never gets old. Ever. Even if it’s snowy.
This was one of the biggest upgrades for me when we moved to the barn. We always had an unattached garage before, which wasn’t a big deal.
But now, I park inside and walk right up the stairs. It’s so stinkin’ convenient and it’s spoiling me big time.
Sometimes I forget that I even need a coat. Until I arrive at the grocery store and is -3 degrees.
Not that that actually happened or anything.
So much natural light.
Our last house was sort of dungeon-like. There were so many great windows. But the positioning of the property, the huge trees and the front porch meant that the house very rarely felt bright.
It was actually sort of depressing. Especially in the winter.
I love that the barn apartment is always bright. Even though there are only four windows, the space is small enough that this is more than enough.
It feels more like “us.”
This is probably the biggest reason that moving to the barn doesn’t feel like downsizing.
We spent a lot of time thinking about everything we wanted the space to do, how we wanted it to look and feel. And because of this, it feels like the space reflects us.
Maybe it’s because we have a better idea of what we like and don’t like. But, regardless, this barn feels like we are stepping up.