The passion. The uncertainty. The rose-coloured glasses.
Before I started my 21-day Minimalist Challenge I time travelled.
I could hear my 90-year-old future self regretting every memory held in those things that I was throwing away.
Vintage dresses I collected in my early twenties that helped me explore my sense of self and appreciate my femininity. My first dinnerware set that I bought after moving into my first apartment, that I chose specifically to model the set used in my favourite childhood show, Frasier (yes, I was a dork).
I really struggled to reconcile this, but I think I found a middle ground. I’ll take photos of all of my favourite items in their full glory to capture the ‘memory’. I might lose the photos, but I could just as easily lose the items.
Once I started the challenge, my right-brain took over…
Planned to perfection.
Once I decided I was committed to this challenge, my type-A brain kicked in and I wanted to make it the best challenge ever!
I wasn’t content to just find items on a day-to-day basis. I created a spreadsheet to map out what I was going to choose everyday for the #minsgame every day.
- Day 4: kitchen pots and pans
- Day 9: phone apps
- Day 10: old linens and bed sheets
Part of me was kind of sad about this approach. There’s something disappointedly reasonable about planning out the days of my challenge. I was expecting the challenge to be more dramatic and emotionally wrenching. Making hard choices day-to-day that feel like I’m purging!
I didn’t actively tell anyone in my personal circle about the challenge.
There’s something about telling friends about challenges I take that tricks me into thinking I’ve already done it so I’m less likely to follow through. Like when I told my them I was doing a strict no-sugar diet and then, didn’t.
Having this (semi) secret thing that I can work on has given me this release of pressure and freedom to mess up as much as I like.
Bin, opp shop, or give away?
I was actually quite anxious about what to do with all these items. Now that I’ve marked them as ‘cleansed’ I have this itch to throw them out ASAP. But for the sake of this challenge, I want to store them till the end so I can see how much stuff I’ve accumulated. I think seeing it all together will actually be quite satisfying, so I’m going to hold out.
Overall, one week in and I feel pretty optimistic about getting through the 21-days without too much hassle. I have a plan and I’m fully committed. But this is mostly likely just honeymoon optimism (read: denial) before the anger, bargaining, and depression (and then hopefully acceptance, unless I cheat and give up before then).
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