Ever since I first saw Tiny House Hunters on HGTV, occasionally, I’ve wondered, “Could I do it?” I’ve daydreamed about living in a trailer, traversing the country in the search of excitement, adventure, and new experiences. I used to wonder about the little beach cottages I’d see on evening walks through Cannon Beach and tried to imagine myself living in something like that.
I’ve seen these people on television look at tiny houses and been inspired. I’ve thought about what it would be like to downsize so dramatically, and I’ve been intrigued by the lives they seek to lead. Lives with less expenses, due to house size, but freer, lives that accommodate travelling. Lives that, due to needing to make less money, could be used to pursue passions instead of paychecks. Lives that are unburdened by clutter. Liberated from most of their material possessions, they are better able to focus on the things that truly matter.
Over the last few months, I’ve gotten to talk with a friend who is interested in joining the tiny house movement. During our (admittedly brief) conversations, I’ve heard more of the things that I’ve heard before. Tiny homes are cheaper, more off the grid. They force you to downsize, which allows you to get your priorities straightened out.
Just this last week, I started looking into minimalism, and not only does it look more doable than I’d previously assumed, but it also seems more appealing. Contrary to what I’d thought, minimalism does not mandate something like, “You can only have two pairs of jeans.” Rather, minimalism is simply a philosophy, a process, a tool, that is used by individuals to figure out the minimum of what each person can live with. A minimalist house, a minimalist lifestyle, for a mother of six looks differently than the same lifestyle does for a man fresh out of college, because their needs are different.
What Is Minimalism?
What is Minimalism?
They’re not links to the same site, I promise.
A minimalist refuses to participate in our materialist, compulsive consumerist society. A minimalist questions the function, intent, and use of each item they own. “How often do I use this?” “Do I really need this?” “Do I have something else just like this?” They trim back on excess. No duplicates, no backups, no “just in case” items. Some of them count and index how many items they have–one person I heard of only owns 100 things, whereas another person owns just 33. Some people possess only that which they can fit into a carry on bag. It all depends on the individual.
The point of a minimalist lifestyle is to cut through all the objects and clutter that get in the way, to render our items unimportant, in order to focus on the things that are truly important. How many times have I heard to beware of making things into idols? A minimalist lifestyle would counter that tendency.
Minimalists have said that, since downsizing, they’ve experienced less stress. Cutting out the physical clutter has decreased their mental clutter. They are happier, with more fulfilling lives.
It’s a very practical lifestyle, too, especially in this economy and as a millennial. Minimalism is actually a growing trend across all generations, but millennials particularly are catching onto it. There are numerous reasons for this, all of them perfectly understandable.
We’re less willing to buy things. This is why we get blamed for businesses failing or suffering financially. I’ve seen numerous newspaper headlines angry that millennials aren’t buying things. We’re the biggest generation since the Baby Boomers, and we’re entering this economy–and it’s showing. It has business owners and marketers concerned, because along with our population size, we have a lot of buying power, which we’re not using.
We’re also poor–and it’s not for lack of working, whatever people say about us being lazy and/or entitled. About half of all hiring managers, according to one statistic I read, said they would refuse to hire someone in my generation. I can’t tell you how many stories I’ve heard of people with serious health problems who can’t afford treatment–with or without insurance–and have to crowdfund money so that they don’t get sick or die. I can’t tell you how many stories I’ve heard of people working 60-80 hours a week–two or three jobs, going to school– only to have more than half of their paycheck go towards rent, for a crappy little studio in a dangerous part of the city. So many of us are deep in student debt, and while I’ve seen a lot of criticism from people who blame us for pursing an “ology degree”, once again showing the rising anti-intellectualism in this country, there’s a good reason for it: we were pushed to go to college, from very early on. We were told to go after that Bachelor’s degree, that we would need it to find a good job and good salaries. So we did–we all did. And now those Bachelor’s degrees are more or less meaningless, because so many of us have them, which means we’re deep in student debt for no good reason (not to mention institutions using us as piggy banks because they know we’ll pay anything to better ourselves, jacking up prices unreasonably high to exploit us), without a good job to help us pay it off quickly. I’m intending to go to grad school–risking even more student debt–for precisely this reason. I want to find a good job to pay off whatever debt I end up with and a Bachelor’s probably won’t get me one.
People say that we’re lazy, that we’re entitled, but that’s not what I see from my generation. Some people in my generation have parroted these claims but I’m not sure they believe them–we just hear it so much. I think the truth is, we’re misunderstood, and people in general aren’t listening. They think our problems are social media, when we’re trying to say that our problems are much different.
Our priorities are simply different. That doesn’t mean we’re lazy. We’ve grown up more aware of social injustices, thanks to more advanced technology–including social media–and that includes the ways that companies and corporations have abused and exploited workers. We don’t want to devote ourselves to the bosses, becoming wage slaves, at the expense of our well-being; we want our bosses to respect us, and to allow us to work in the ways, times, and situations that best suit us. What’s better: having someone sit at a desk for the full eight hours with less productivity because the environment, or some other factor, isn’t ideal for that employee, or allowing the employee to work at least partly from home, or in a coffee shop, or wherever else is better suited, which helps the employee to be more productive? We would say it’s the latter.
We’ve also seen what the pursuit of stuff has done to previous generations. We’ve learned about the Great Depression, and we grew up with the recession. I have memories from before 2008, of course, but most of what I can remember–and most of what I can remember clearly–is from 2008 or later. That means that, for most of my memory, I grew up in a recession. In fact, some economists are saying now that we’re due for another one soon–just as we millennials are getting into this economy, after growing up during the last recession. It could be that, soon, I’ll have lived most of my life in a bad economy.
Growing up in the recession changed my generation. We’ve seen what happens when people pursue objects and possessions–cars, a new house, etc. We’ve grown up with less, with parents tightening wallets–or even belts–because the economy took a bad turn as a consequence of their spending habits, and the spending habits of the generations before them. What we’ve learned to value, therefore, are experiences and relationships. Objects can rot, can rust, can be sold to pay for food for the next week, but relationships can last. Experiences are good in and of themselves, but you learn from them, too, and those lessons are even more important. The intangible, the incorporeal–those are the things we value more.
There’s more reasons why millennials, in particular, are starting to adopt the minimalist lifestyle, and I’ll link to articles below.
I’d also like to say that the minimalist lifestyle–which can include tiny (or at least small) houses–is also more ecologically sustainable, which is very good given the current state of our environment. Tiny (and small) houses have a smaller carbon footprint, and, whether newly built or remodeled (although newer is probably better, starting from scratch), can be built with things like solar panels, composting toilets, recycled or reclaimed materials, and other things that make the home more environmentally-friendly.
In short, minimalism is good for the individual participant, and it’s good for the environment, too.
Why Millennials are Trending Toward Minimalism
Millennials Go Minimal: The Decluttering Lifestyle Trend That Is Taking Over
The Fall Of Materialism: Why More Millennials Aspire To Have Nothing
For some millennials, minimalism is the path to happiness
Millennials Becoming ‘Minimalists’
How Millennials Fell Out Of Love With Their Possessions
We’re Not Easy: The Millennial Minimalism Series
Here’s some general reasons to be a minimalist:
10 Reasons Minimalism May Be Right For You
Less Is More: 19 Reasons Being a Minimalist Is The Best Way Of Life
Become a Minimalist for These 12 Reasons
7 Reasons To Become A Minimalist
Less is More: 10 Reasons to Become a Minimalist
Now, as for myself, I do agree with the above. It makes more financial sense for me to not only become a minimalist, but also to one day live in a tiny house, or at least a small one (no bigger than 1,000 sq ft). A tiny house has no strict, completely agreed-upon definition in terms of size; I’ve seen some sites say that a tiny house is only 300 sq ft, while some say 400, and others say 500–so, for me, somewhere between 500 and 1,000 square feet.
I’m just one person; how much space do I (and a cat) need?
Anywhere from a studio to a 2-bedroom would be fine, although, of course, the more rooms there are means that the square footage will get higher, as well as the price. 1-2 bathrooms are a must. It all really comes down to figuring out exactly what I need, and how much I can afford, so long as the house doesn’t go over 1,000 square feet.
For instance, bedrooms are something I need to figure out. Conceivably, as long as my bed area is kept private and discreet enough from the rest of the house, I could live in a studio if that’s what I can best afford (otherwise, I might be willing to go over a little for the sake of privacy). It’s not my preferred choice–I would like to have a dedicated bedroom–but budgets only stretch so far. Given that, I’ve seen some studio designs I really like, and could be quite comfortable. A one-bedroom house would be better, obviously, because then my bed area would be separated from the rest of the (open concept) house by an actual wall and door.
One of the biggest problems with the number of bedrooms is this: where is my office going to be? I don’t want my office in my bedroom–provided that my room is even big enough for that sort of thing–because it would be more stressful; the bedroom is a place to relax, and if I see my laptop, with so much work, waiting for me two feet from my bed, it’ll be that much harder for me to calm down. I’ve seen some small desks put in the great room, or next to the dining table, and those could possibly work–who knows just how much office space I’ll need?–but I don’t want to run the risk of my office overflowing the rest of the space, wherever it is. If I have guests staying over–because, if I have a studio or a one-bedroom, they’ll be sleeping on the pull-out couch–that just compounds the issue. They’ll have less space, their space will be messier, and it won’t be as relaxing for them. I would like to have a second, smaller room, or at least a good-sized nook, for my office.
The other big problem with the number of bedrooms is what to do with guests. If I have a studio, they’ll be on the couch, and we’ll have very little separation. That is definitely far from ideal–I like my guests, but we should have our own spaces. Beds and bedrooms are, in my opinion, supposed to be private. A one bedroom house would make things better, because I’ll be completely closed off from them. They’ll still be sleeping in the middle of the main space, and they’ll have to repack their bags and tear down their bed every morning so that we can get our couch back for the day, and that would be burdensome and annoying–but doable. We could live with that, I suppose, whenever it actually comes up–whenever I don’t have guests, it’ll just be me, and the couch can simply stay a couch. This makes a second bedroom, again, the best choice, in terms of functionality. I could combine my office and the guest room–with an alcove or something to temporarily move my office to whenever I do have guests, perhaps–or I could somehow keep my office and guest room completely separate. That way, I wouldn’t have to move my office anywhere, and they would have a space entirely their own, that would allow the main living space to be utilized they way it was intended. They could have their own calming, comforting retreat while they’re away on vacation.
The number of bathrooms are another problem I need to solve. Obviously, I need at least one, and idealistically, when I’m living on my own, my bathroom would simply be my own, which would mean I’d have either one-and-a-half or two bathrooms. I’ve grown up having guests use my bathroom, and one of my dreams is to finally have a separate master bathroom of my own. Again, though, that’s a problem, potentially, in terms of price–and necessity. It might not be so bad to let guests use my bathroom–but that’s a design issue, then, too. Would the single bathroom be accessible from my bedroom, just from the main area, or both? Would someone have to cut through my room to get to the bathroom–something that I’m quite against? The other option is to have a half bathroom. Small, just fine for people staying for a few minutes, or a few hours. Not as much cleaning to do as if it was a full bathroom. But what about guests staying the night? They would have to use my shower–which means the earlier issues about bathroom accessibility come into play again, as well as a new problem: I’d have to share my own, private shower, something that I’d want another full bathroom to avoid, simply because I’ve done that for most of my life. That leads me to having a second full bathroom–a little more maintenance, more costly, but overnight guests could have their own space that is completely separate.
I think one of the biggest questions I have to ask myself is this, in terms of the number of bedrooms and bathrooms: how many guests will I have over? How often, and how many will be staying the night–and for how many nights? If it’s usually just me, alone with my cat, or even if it’s usually just me and whatever guests are staying for a few hours, one or one-and-a-half bathrooms might not be so bad.
And, of course, I’ll also have to ask myself, once I’m more grounded in my career: what size office do I need?
As far as the main living area is concerned, I’m not a big cook. A kitchenette will do for me just fine. Possibly a small island–one of those rolling ones you get at the store?–and I’m not even sure I’ll need a dishwasher; I don’t intend on having that many dishes. I can sit at the bar (or the island) for most meals; I’ll just have a small, four-person dining set for whenever I’m entertaining friends. In order to cut back on cable, I’m not sure I’ll have more than one television, and I’m not even sure I’ll have one at all; a small sectional and an armchair will do for seating, and if I’m not trying to put a television somewhere, it makes figuring out the seating configuration easier, as well as possibly smaller. I could just have a fireplace instead, something not too big. A coat closet isn’t necessary, although it’d be nice–I could just use a coat rack instead. The main area is, demonstrably, easier so far to plan out. Just a nice, small open space–kitchenette flowing into a dining area, right into a seating area.
A porch or balcony would be nice, to make the space feel larger, especially if I’m entertaining. If I’m living somewhere with a view, it could be nice to sit outside and watch it–drinking coffee in the morning on the balcony, reading a book in the hammock, sipping some sort of drink in the evening. Perhaps I could work out there, listening to the sound of the surf. I’m not outdoorsy right now, as you know, but I’ve been known to sit on the porch and chat sometimes with family and friends, and perhaps, if my house is small enough, I would get out more, to avoid any possible feelings of claustrophobia (another reason to live in a tiny home on the bigger end of the scale).
Looking for a 2 bedroom, 2 bathroom tiny home is, so far, challenging–many tiny homes are what’s seen on HGTV: 300-400 sq ft, with a loft for a bedroom, something that could be put on a trailer and transported. While I completely support the idea of being able to take your home with you, and I’m impressed by the people who can live in such a space, I think I would feel too cramped. I would stress too much about hitting my head on the ceiling or falling over the side and cracking my head on the edge of the kitchen sink before I crash on the floor. That is why, for my own peace of mind, I would like a real, dedicated bedroom, or bed area if it’s a studio. As cute as those houses can be, part of me nearly always ends up thinking about the potentially looming hospital bill. For some reason, most of the time, these homes never seem to come with a railing in the loft, or even on the stairs (which are often used for storage, so that’s reasonable, even though it’s still a falling hazard).
I’m looking across the spectrum of 1-2 bedrooms (sometimes seeing tiny homes that somehow have three bedrooms) and 1-2 bathrooms, but I often find that homes with 2 bedrooms and 2 bathrooms aren’t technically tiny homes at all–while they’re certainly still quite small, they’re over 500 square feet, the highest number I’ve seen anyone classify a tiny house at, usually being somewhere around 1,000 square feet. That’s why I think that I might have to not, technically, live in a tiny house, but in a very small house, depending on what decisions I make regarding guests and an office space, in addition to what my budget allows.
What is the least I could live with? What is truly necessary in my life, as far as possessions go?
Will I always try to have a lot of books? Yes. Minimalism doesn’t mean I can only have three books. It doesn’t look like that. Minimalism is a tool, one that manifests differently for each user, because each individual has unique needs. Also, the point of scaling back is to be able to focus on the things we’re passionate about–and I’ve always enjoyed reading so much.
Minimalism and tiny/small living could free me to travel more. It could help me conquer student debt faster, because I’ll have less expenses to pay. It could could help me get out of the rat race for more stuff, and due to needing less money, I could take a job I love, rather than one that will pay me a large paycheck–I’ll be working for enjoyment, not money. I could cut through all the distractions to focus on relationships, on my career, on local activism. I could have more time to volunteer because I wouldn’t have to clean so much.
Of course, this is all thinking far ahead, but it’s useful to have goals to work towards. As daunting as it seems to have to let go of so much, minimalism makes sense to me in so many different ways. I think it could be something my life has been leading me toward for a while. The process could be slow, but that’s fine, so long as it gets done; I won’t have the money or the opportunity to build a tiny house for a while.
But I will be living with at least two roommates at George Fox. The apartments and houses come furnished, which is convenient, but we can’t all have everything we want. It’s a chance for me to start figuring out how much I really need–and I have two and a half years there to do it in.
After that, I want to take time off to work and travel. Once I get into a career, I don’t know how possible travelling would be, so it’d be good to do it before then. I’d also need to work, partly to start paying back loans, but also to better afford grad school. Idealistically, I could find a job that lets me travel; I’ve considered, over the years, going to work for an international hotel chain. Despite my experience at the conference center, I think I could be happy working for a hotel for a while, so long as I have a desk job–or something in the restaurant, if there is one. I could relocate from one branch to another, and in doing so, work while seeing as much of the world as my job will allow in a year or two (I don’t know how often you can transfer locations).
Here’s my goal list/timeline, at least for now. Could it change? Yes. But it’s good for now, something to work towards until I’m led in another direction.
- Finish my undergraduate degree in 2.5 years.
- Work for a hotel chain for 1-2 years, saving up as much money as possible for grad school while trying to pay off student loans.
- Go to grad school. How long that takes depends on the program and the school, so I don’t have an estimate for that. It may be more difficult to get a Master’s or PhD in film, so I may have to see about getting a Master’s or PhD in whatever minor I chose to take (I’m currently between Sociology and Women’s Studies). This is something I’ll have to talk to my CAP Coach. I really don’t want to change majors (I’m so excited for film, and I really like my advisor).
- Co-start a production studio. I could probably do this while getting a Master’s or PhD, so I won’t put this anywhere specific on a timeline, even though it’s #4 on the list. This is something that Marci and I have been discussing for almost a year–I think we started talking about it in November. We’re both people who’ve thought about starting a business, although, between the two of us, she’s the one more interested in things like “how to start an LLC”. I can’t even tell you what an LLC is without a Google search (it stands for “limited liability company”, apparently). She’s definitely interested in the creative aspect, at least as much as I am, but I’ve never had a head for the actual entrepreneurial and marketing side of things. We’re both people with several stories to tell, who really want them told, but don’t want to sell the rights to someone else, and want full control of the process. We’ve worked too hard on these passion projects for too long to let someone else own them,, and possibly ruin them; we understand the stories we’re trying to tell, and we take them very seriously, and so we want to do whatever it takes to make sure they’re told right. Besides, as a punk, starting an indie company is perfect–rather than use mainstream labels, or other forms of media, from the start of the subculture, punks have been creating their own. Minimalism also ties in well with being a punk, in my personal opinion, because punks are against consumerism and materialism as well. If this could be a worker co-op, that’d be even better. Of course, both of us would welcome and encourage Will to join us, and we would’ve had the LLC be for all four of us (I actually had a logo partially drawn up, using my group nickname of the Four Musketeers) if, you know, there was still a four of us (Three Musketeers now? It’s a work in progress.).
- Build my tiny/small home. Living on the beach would be nice, although I’d really like to live in the city. I could live in the city before that, of course, and maybe that amount of time of city life would be enough for me. As much as I’ve dreamed about living in a big city, for several reasons, I’ve also dreamed about living on the beach. I’ve done that, already, of course, but this time, I’d have my own house, just the way I want/need it, with no risk of lung cancer from breathing in the black mold growing on the bathroom ceilings because at no point in the last eighty-odd years has the conference center been arsed to put ventilation systems in River House (and that’s all I’ll say because this post is long enough and I don’t feel like getting pissy). The point is, this would be my dream home on the beach, my forever home. Do I have dreams for really big modern mansions? Well, yes, and I have a very not-to scale sketch I drew a few months ago of it, as well as a secret Pinterest board dedicated to it, but it doesn’t fit my lifestyle now, or my projected lifestyle later. Perhaps one day I could justify the big house with a study and a large pool as being minimalist considering my needs at the time (though it’d be quite a stretch, and probably impossible) but not right now.
I’m honestly not sure of anything beyond that. Obviously, at some point, I’d like to get a cat (black, of course, with a spooky-sweet name). I’d like to get involved in activism, since social justice is incredibly important to me, and something I’m happy to become a minimalist partly to support. However, activism and volunteering are both things I can start participating in when I get to GFU, so they don’t have to go on the list. I suppose I’ll get married at some point, though I don’t have a clear idea of when–honestly, I’ve always thought I wouldn’t get married until I’m about 30. Why that number has stuck with me, I don’t really know. I’ve just always thought about finishing my undergrad degree, travelling for a while, and starting my career–of enjoying my single twenties and focusing on self-improvement–before, oh yeah, I’d like to get married, too.
Am I ready to date yet? I don’t think so. For one thing, I’m not sure how long someone is supposed to wait between relationships; I hate the idea of being someone who starts dating right after leaving the ex. I want to take whatever time I need to. The break between my last relationship and the one before it was six years, and at no point during that interval did I ever think I was ready to date anyone, so I have absolutely no idea how much time I’m supposed to take now. Even when I met Jonny, I didn’t think I was ready to date; it just happened so organically, and we clicked so well. I sorta became ready, in a sense–and, of course, I’d realized that if I waited to be ready, I’d never date anyone. I also, admittedly, think I still have a little ways to go, emotionally. I sought closure on my own for so long, for months, but despite my attempts to shut that door, it insists on staying open. It’s actually plaguing me, in a sense, haunting me–it’s difficult to get thoughts of it out of my head. I used to think I still just really, really missed Jonny, but I’ve recently realized it’s that I feel like there’s too much still unresolved, preventing me from putting the past behind me. Do I still miss him? Yes, I’ll be honest about that: I do. But I think that if it was just missing him–and this could be very idealistic of me, I don’t know–I could move on. Those feelings would fade in time. But there’s still so much between us that’s been left unsaid, even before I broke up with him. There’s problems that never got sorted out. And perhaps that’s the root of why I can’t shake my last relationship: it was a bad ending. And I’m not talking about the breakup itself, or how much it hurt. I’m talking as a writer–ending the relationship while there was so much left to it, trying to close it off while there’s still threads dangling. And I’m a writer. I can’t help but see that, while the relationship is over, there’s still so much left to say, and things still to do.
People have asked me if I’ve talked to him. I haven’t, and I’ve had good reasons for it. One was the pain of it. The other was simply wanting the relationship to be done. I’ve always thought it sort of weird when someone breaks up with someone else only to text “what’s up” a week later. Of course, Matt and I were friends after I left him, although it was incredibly awkward for a long time, and the uncertainty of how to do it, plus the feeling that I couldn’t ask anyone for advice, likely contributed to why high school was such hell for me–particularly that year, sophomore year. Eventually, we hashed things out, and we’ve been loose acquaintances ever since. Translated: we text briefly on birthdays. That’s all the relationship we have, and all we seem to want (it’s all I want, and I’m just going to trust that if he wanted more, he’d go ahead and text me, so since he doesn’t, he’s fine, too). However, we were able to do that because, partly, we had to–we went to the same school and had similar friends. Also, while I handled the breakup very poorly and it was still painful, we were determined to still be friends somehow–we both saw it as a sign of maturity, and I don’t like seeming immature, so I had to make the effort. Finally, communication was still open between us.
Communication broke down between Jonny and I before I ever left him–that loss of communication on his side ended up being the reason why I left him. I can’t try to be friends with him, even if I wanted to, because I can’t trust him to, say, text me back.
Anyway, there’s more I can say, but I don’t want to do it publicly. I don’t like talking bad about people publicly, for one thing, and for another, I don’t want to talk badly about Jonny. Do I have my issues with him? Yes, definitely. Is he a perfect person? Nope. Did he really screw up and hurt my feelings? Absolutely. But I don’t think he’s a bad person, and I don’t want to give anyone the impression that I think he is. So I’ll leave it there.
The point of that is simple: while there are things still unresolved between Jonny and I, while I’m kept from completely moving on as a result (although I do, of course, see moving to GFU as an intensive fresh start for me, so maybe it’ll work out without attempting to resolve things), it would be unfair of me to try to date anyone. It would be unfair to that person, and to myself, and I wouldn’t want to treat anyone unfairly.
Am I interested in dating soon? I think so; at least, I think I could be. “Soon” has no specific timeframe. It does not mean, for instance, “in five weeks”–for one thing, I’m not going to date someone I just met. Even Jonny and I waited a few weeks to get to know each other better, despite hitting it off right away. “Soon” could possibly mean “within five months”, but it might not. In a way, I’d like to be dating again within five months–I think that could be long enough for me to get over things, and a long enough interval between relationships (a little over a year). Part of me just doesn’t feel like being single any longer than that, for some reason. I feel like, not only could I be ready by then, but I also should be ready by then.
I want to date again; is that really shallow of me?
So, sometime, eventually, I’ll get married, whenever that works out. Preferably after I graduate with an undergrad, which means another 2.5 years, but people have dated for far longer than that. Then could come travelling, and then grad school, and starting a career. Right after both undergrad school and grad school, I’d/we’d probably be too broke to get married, so that would mean after I’m/we’re set in my/our careers.
I could end up (partly) designing a tiny home for two (with a cat. The cat is a must. I could build that house for me as a single person and there would still be a cat. The husband comes along eventually, but the cat will just be there regardless).
This is probably why I don’t see myself getting married until I’m around 30. There’s just too much I want to do that getting married before then could throw a wrench in. Also, financially, I wouldn’t have the money to help afford it until I’m about 30, if I’m lucky (we’re supposedly due for another recession, after all, and since millennials are only just recently, within the last few years, entering the economy, I think I can safely say that it’s not our fault). 30 is practical.
Of course, there’s about nine years between now and then (my 21st birthday is in a little under a month, I just realized), so who knows? I don’t think I’d mind travelling with my husband–in fact, I want to travel with my husband. I just thought I’d have a little while to travel on my own first, for a year or two, and then fall in love, get married, and then we’d travel more together.
Notice how “having kids” has not come up in any and all discussions of my life goals thus far. There’s a very good reason for that: they’re nowhere on my list of life goals. And there’s at least 100 good reasons for why that is–but that’s, perhaps, a topic for another blog post. This is just about minimalism and tiny/small living, plus my plans about how to get there.
And so, there you have it. There’s my intent to become a minimalist and one day live in my tiny/small dream home.
By the way, while some of the house design ideas I’ve saved (oh, Pinterest) might be under 500 sq ft (they just look so spacious anyway, I’m considering making exceptions for them), I don’t think any of them are quite that small. I just wanted to find an example picture for my featured image. It’s cute, but a little too small for me.