declutter a’la konmari

I love decluttering. It’s probably one of my biggest hobbies, if it can be a hobby. But then I used to say that moving was my hobby, so why not? Anyway, as I said I love decluttering and I like to search the cabinets to see if there is something more I can get rid of, and I usually manage to find a few things here and there. But sometimes I get rid of things just to get rid of them and sometimes I “save” things to declutter later. And as the self-proclaimed minimalist and declutter fanatic I am I finally listened to The Life Changing Magic of Tidying Up by Marie Kondo and immediately my fingers started to itch, wanting to go through all my possessions, which are not that many, but still, but I managed to last almost until the end of the book, and one night I tackled clothes and books and yesterday morning I tackled the rest (as I said, I don’t own that much). Sure, I was rather quick about it but I wanted to get it done (plus I have a nine-month-old screaming for my attention), and I managed to put together two bags of stuff. Not garbage bags, large shopping bags, but still. There are a few sheets I’m saving till some friends visit in December, but then they will go to, and it feels really nice and relaxing to get rid of things that I have been hesitating about for a while, and feeling a bit bad for getting rid of but Marie Kondo’s words about letting things go when they no longer give joy and instead of feeling regret or guilt rejoice over the time you had and enjoyed the item, and if it was a gift think of it as the act of giving it was the most important thing about it.

So now my home might not be 100% tidy, and it will probably never be, and that’s ok, but it’s tidier than a couple of days ago and every night before I go to bed I go around the apartment and “put it to bed”, making sure everything is in its place and tidy, enjoying the serenity of it before I hit the sack, looking forward to waking up the next morning to a nice and tidy apartment, before the day starts.


tiny houses

Today I started watching some videos on the YouTube channel Living Big in a Tiny House, and it was so inspiring (and relaxing)! To see these beautiful tiny, well thought out spaces that often allowed their residents to live more simpler lives and closer to the nature. To see how they used their water and got energy from solar panels.
I especially liked the Hobbit hole home and I would love to live there, if only for a night. I also loved the cottage-styled tiny house with the wonderful garden, and also the magical gypsy style caravan.

At some point it would be so cool to be able to live like that, simple and close to the nature, and maybe some day. Though I wonder how it would work with a family with kids? But there probably is some YouTube video about that as well 🙂


my farily extreme capsule wardrobe

I don’t have a particularly large need for variation in my clothing. For a long time I envied characters in tv-series that always wore the same outfit, maybe mixing it up between seasons, and after reading Miss Minimalist’s post on the uniform the idea got even more compelling and I realized that it might even be doable. And last year I sort of slipped into it.

And it’s very relaxing having just a couple of options and being very comfortable in them. I do have a few scarves to mix things up, but I don’t feel the same need with clothes.

When I started the path of minimalism my main priority wasn’t to reduce my wardrobe. It was mainly stuff and books that I wanted to reduce due to my frequent moving, and for the past few years I haven’t had that huge wardrobes either so it wasn’t really a problem. During the past four, five years I’ve had a varying amount.

I currently use

1 brown patterned dress
1 black nicer dress for church
1 black (very worn out) tank top
1 black/white blouse
1 bolero type thing
2 gray caridgans (though I’m contemplating using only one, but I’ll see)
1 pair of black trousers


1 blue coat
1 pair of black flats
1 floppy hat for those rainy days


I also have a few pieces in storage for different seasons and for back-up if everything is in the wash, but not so many.

I know this isn’t much, but it’s what suits me. Any more and it would stress me out. And this way I can always be comfortable and always look presentable, whether I’m at home or out and about. It also makes packing really easy.

my minimalist story – how it began

When I moved October 2011

All throughout my childhood and my so-far adult life I’ve moved quite a bit. I always loved moving, the whole process. Going through all my things and clearing things out, packing them down and up, sometimes I even claim that m
oving is one of my hobbies. But it wasn’t until my 14th move that I had enough with all of the “stuff” (I have moved about 24 times during my 28 years.)

My parents were moving back to the south of Sweden and since I was working with them and I needed a reason to get out of my current town and missing southern Sweden I decided to move to. I sold my apartment I had only owned for six months and packed my things into car and drove it down to my new city. That wasn’t so stressful, but my parent’s move was. They were moving from a 13 room house, 600m2 + outhouses worth of stuff. I spend a few weekends minding the garage sale we had selling all sorts of things. We packed and packed and packed and in the end there were hundreds of boxes and it took two lorries (one with a trailer) to empty the houses, and all of the things really stressed my out. At one point I found an article among my dad’s books about people only having 100 things and it really struck a chord with me and I started reading different minimalist blogs and I started to think that maybe I could do that to. Minimize all my things. My dream for a long time had been to live out of a suitcase and travel the world but even though I cleared out some of my things before moving I had a lot of things, but at the moment I was happy with it.

About six month later there were a few sudden developments and I decided to move abroad and get rid of most of my things in the process. I got a job as a nanny with a Swedish-Belgian family living in Belgium but were moving to New York (my absolute dream was to live in New York) and in just a couple of weeks I got rid of my new apartment, cancelled everything I could, chose very carefully what to bring on my new adventure and saved a few boxes of stuff in my parents basement.
It was wonderful having just enough to fill a suitcase but sometimes it still felt as too much, especially when I was returning to Sweden and dragged my 23 kg suitcase a few blocks a really hot New York summers day.

Five years later I have more than I did then, but now I’m also married, and I recently gave birth to my first child so my life is quite different, but I try to be very mindful about every item we own and even the thought of too many things still stress me out, so I try to keep things simple and only have things that I know to be useful or believe to be beautiful and I still like to sort through my things in order to find something I can get rid of.