Minimalism Tips To Follow

I am so fascinated by the idea of minimalism. And while I am nowhere near a complete minimalist, I really appreciate the concept of having less stuff, and less clutter. I do live in a pretty small apartment so I might be more “forced” into minimalism than most, but hey, let’s make the most of it and get on with the tips.

The one touch rule- when you come home put your jacket away in that moment. Don’t put it on the couch just to pick it up again and put it away, or move it to sit. Tell yourself “one touch” and just put it away. This will help your home look cleaner too- you’re welcome.

Have a spot for everything. Life is a lot easier if everything has a home, and everything is in it’s home. It’s also a lot easier to tell other people where things go if you KNOW where they undoubtedly go as well. This will help you not accidentally buy 3 pair of scissors because you don’t know where they went- they should be in their home.

One in, one out policy- adopt this policy when you buy new things. If you want a new pair of shoes- GREAT! Buy them, but get rid of another pair of shoes. We only have 2 feet and a handful of outfits we wear anyway- do you really need 756 pairs?

Regularly access your belongings- this is helpful for many reasons, mostly so you don’t buy crap you already have, but also because you will find you have things that will work in lieu of buying other things.

Have a donation bin readily available- I am a strong believer in donating, probably because Good Will is my jam. If you have a place to put items you wish to donate, you will be more likely to donate even more things!

I am no where near an extreme minimalist, but I am a realist. If you implement these tips you will find yourself not just with less stuff, but with MORE money- and who doesn’t want that?





My New Place Ft. Vegas Friend

You know how some people say that if you put something out into the universe that it is more likely to happen? Well I guess it’s true! After the divorce bomb dropped I just needed a place to stay and ASAP. Affordable and safe were my only two criteria. Then as time went along and I started to grow more into who I am now I began to really crave my own space. If I could swing it financially (I live in SoCal…. Real estate here is insane) I would have my own two bedroom apartment… However I am not rich so that was not an option. But I did know I wanted a place to call home, something that was private, judgement free and gave me the freedom to do what I wanted when I wanted.

So, 27 days into the new year that’s exactly what I found! Now the humorous thing here is that in December I had a magic 8 ball at Mom/Ass Kickers house and it said I was going to be moving. Thinking I should buy a magic 8 ball for all of life’s questions now.

A friend of mine told me about this place that she knew was for rent. I went to see it and right after called Mom/Ass Kicker, practically screaming “IT’S PERFECT!!!”. Later that same night I stayed at Vegas Friends house and explained all of this to him (ps, if you haven’t figured it out, Vegas Friend is a “him”). I think he met me with normal apprehension, making sure I thoroughly thought all of this through and wasn’t making a rash decision- he’s good at that.


So then I was left to tell my roommate, which you can read about here. And buy a bed, a spatula, and eighty-five other things I didn’t know I needed until I realized you basically can’t function without them.

All of Saturday I spent going back and forth between old house and new house, loading my car up and trekking my belongings up the steepest stairs known to man. Sunday I made eleventy-million (yes, it’s a number) trips to everywhere to buy last minute items and unpacked the last of my things in anticipation for the work week.


My car has stuff all over it- I have never had a dirty car. I have milk, sandwich makings, and coffee creamer in my fridge. But hey- my entire “house” is decorated! Excluding the kitchen cause it’s ugly and I am not set on what I will do with it yet.

Vegas Friend came over Sunday night before we went to dinner to check out my new Home Sweet Home. He did a somewhat safety inspection, told me to get a new lock for my door and generally approved- then laughed at the kitchen.


This feeling is amazing though. Having my own space. Being responsible for only me, never having to talk to anyone else. It’s magical!