Valentine's Day is fast approaching! Whether you're celebrating one of your own achievements (#selflove), your gal pals, or a romantic relationship, this beautiful floral bucket DIY ...
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I’m really into this new minimalism trend. I hope it becomes a lifestyle for most people and doesn’t fade. I support buying less things of greater quality and creating less waste. The shift from rapid consumerism to buying fewer quality goods makes me very happy! Before we bought our house, we knew that we wanted to buy small and only buy what we need to furnish it. We carefully thought out each purchase here, buying gently used goods when we could (our couch from Habitat for Humanity’s ReStore is the perfect example of this) or saving up for slightly better…
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Every morning for my kids is a struggle. Hunter and Isabella are resistant to go to their new school. Isabella worries that her classmates secretly don’t fully accept her, even though she is extremely happy with her teacher and the school itself. Hunter says he is waiting until we move back to our old neighbourhood. I asked him if he had made any new friends and he said, “I don’t need any. I already have friends across town”. When I told him that it was good to have friends in his class and close-by, he just shrugged. Hunter is having…
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I really feel like I could do that. I do. But I won’t. We still have quite a lot of stuff. In Marie Kondo’s book, she stresses that you should not declutter your family’s things, just yours. Kondo says that even a three-year-old child will get the decluttering bug if you’re setting a good example and they see how happy it makes you. With my kids, this didn’t happen. They saw how nice my room was and then just hung out in there. (hahahah!) Going to their own rooms just had them feeling overwhelmed. I asked my kids a few…
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I felt crushed by clutter when I came across the Konmari Method and her book, The Magic Art of Tidying Up. I did not have a hoarder’s palace, by any means, but every time I had to go from tiny pile to another tiny pile of stuff to find what I was looking for, I felt dispirited, my energy sucked dry. Frustrated also became a common emotion; like an old friend, it would hang out in the back of my heart ready to jump out and squeeze my lungs until my frustrated, shallow breaths became a norm. I could feel…