Coldspring, Country living, Providence Acres, Ranch House Overhaul

Downsizing Realities

We are going through the big D and I don’t mean Dallas.  While we would never consider divorcing each other (who would have us after 35 years of bad habits?)  We are decluttering.  I look at Pinterst and it appears online that decluttering, organizing, and purging are super easy.  It makes everyone feel better, can be accomplished in a weekend and then your life is golden.

Here in my Reality Land,  that has not been our experience.  We are sill figuring out the whole less is more thing.  Two years ago we had 4350 square feet of living space divided between two homes with two sets of most things.  We had two kitchens, six bedrooms, four bathrooms, and a two garages.  We had a ton of stuff we were used to having around us.

Now we have one galley style kitchen, three bedrooms (one is really a craft room), two bathrooms, no totally weather proof garage, and a total of just under 1700 square feet here at Providence Acres.  I hope you understand I am not complaining.  We know we are blessed to have a nice home and we chose to move to the country and downsize.  We longed for it.  We dreamed of it. We sacrificed to be able to make this move.

When we moved into Providence Acres we realized that in our almost 34 years of marriage we accumulated a lot of duplicates.

We actually had nine, yes 9, measuring cups.  Here are 7 of them on display. Considering I am not much of a cook, that is an impressive number.

For our two heads we had 10 hair brushes.

In my vanity there were nine sets of nail clippers.

I was too overwhelmed to count the reading glasses and sun glasses, but it is a large amount.

Looking at all that stuff,  it might seem  like thinning the heard on stuff like this would be easy but in fact it took time to decide what we kept and what we got rid of. 

We now are the proud owners of about 10% of the stuff you see in the pictures above.

The work didn’t stop in the kitchen and laundry room.

Our closet was ( is  and probably always will be) the biggest storage issue in our home.  We had an expansive 14 foot long double rack closet  with six additional single rack storage at each end, and a whole wall of built in shelving at my end in our  suburban home master bedroom. It was glorious.

I had room for things that I didn’t even like, but thought they might be good to keep.  Oh how I miss you, 14 foot closet of wonderfulness.  

My 1980’s bi-fold door closet has six feet of storage but honestly only about 5 feet is usable space. Five disfunctional feet that you can’t get to without knocking stuff off.


We haven’t gotten rid of enough clothes, shoes, scarves, and coats yet, but the back of my car was filled several times for trips to Goodwill.

Annnd I took over the guest room closet with dress clothes. Oh, and the winter coats are in the craft room closet.

When I retire I pinky promise to get rid of more, but now I need basically two wardrobes. Work and weekend.

My goal for the summer is to make hard decisions about the furniture in storage.  I am going to either fix it, paint it, reimagine it, or let it go.  There is a huge online sale in my future.

The downsizing will continue but we have made a dent in our stuff.  

Next week I will let you peek into our hoard of furniture, but not yet.  It is scary.

Thanks for following along.

Blessings,

Karen

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Giving Birth to a Second Home

Right now I am so over the whole selling a house, buying a house, thing.  It is exhausting packing to move out of a lake house that we have had for the past eight years.  How in the world did we accumulate so much stuff in a 950 square foot house and an 800 square foot garage? 

This weekend we cleared out my wood stash.  The wood I am keeping is now in storage and the rest is in a fire pit burn pile. Boo! I hated letting go of all those bits and pieces.  I know I will be needing something out of the stash as soon as I get the wood shop up and running.  Oh well.

Because we are selling a lot of the furniture in our current lake house and moving into a larger home, I have started collecting things that we need.  We are also keeping a lot of my son and daughter in law’s stuff while they are out of the country. Right now we have the furniture equivalent of 2.5 homes stashed in our suburban home and a storage unit.  The clutter is wearing on me.

Here is a tour of our house.  The following pictures may not be appropriate for young children, or my mother.

When you enter our front door there is a dry sink that is going to get a major overhaul and become a small buffet in our lake house dining area. ( Envision losing the curvy top section, chicken wire in the doors and reclaimed lumber top and you have the idea.)  The piece was a gift and I am grateful, it just can’t live in my front hallway. On a furniture dolly.  

   
 The green bedroom is a total disaster.  The room is stuffed with patio cushions, furniture for the new house, things I need to go through from the lake house, and other assorted things I have found and want to use in the new home.  I can’t wait to get the room all fixed up for company.

   
 The blue bedroom is right now the holding place for a queen sized bed, the kids’ turquoise furniture, and other bits that belong in various locations around the house but can’t be there because they have been displaced.  As soon as we move in to the new house it should return to some semblance of normalcy.

   
 My craft room is a train wreck.  I mean a total and complete mess.  I have unfinished projects, paperwork, and workout equipment that needs to be sold all jammed into this space.  This is my first priority.  I am going to have it cleared out by the end of the week.  Expect a post by Thursday.  I am holding myself accountable.

   
 The garage.  What can I say about the garage?  As soon as the lake house is officially sold we are staying home and we are cleaning that puppy out.  I mean drag it all into the driveway and figure out a better system kind of clean out.  If all goes well, that means in three weeks.  I didn’t even have the nerve to take a picture for you guys.  It is worse than the office. 

The family room is holding a few extra chairs, the closets are popping.  I am getting cranky.  

I know it is only temporary but I am going to have to start the purge very soon.

Wish me luck.  I am going in.

Have a great week,

Blessings,

Karen