Why I became a minimalist (of sorts) is a question I often get asked. And it’s not always easy to explain, particularly to those who’ve never heard of minimalism. Or when I tell them that it all came about because of a bottle of vinegar. After I learned that my daughter no longer bought chemical cleaning products.
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Our First World obsessions. How did we get them? Picture-perfect homes, with fine decor, and all artistically arranged. I can’t help but wonder: How did we get to this point?
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We no longer travel a great deal by train, but I remember the long train trips of our early carless years in Italy. When Hubby also rode an old moped 12 miles to work – even in snow or rain.
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We’ve had thieves strike. Twice. In the first instance, they were real thieves, but in the second, they were sort of fake thieves. As many of you know, we have a summer home. And in our absence thieves got in, taking our bedroom mirror and a small step ladder.
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“Merry and bright? With all the economic woes, inflation, and instability? A bright and merry Christmas seems unlikely this year. Even celebrating in the midst of all this seems crazy, let alone trying to make it merry and joyful! And Christmas gifts, now?
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I’m fond of saying that Hubby and I should have received a financial stupidity award in our early marriage. Armed with credit cards and few brains, we shopped foolishly and extravagantly. Even buying a dog on credit!
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