Your Hierarchy Of Needs

 

 

A while back I read this great post from Meagan Francis on a Mother’s Hierarchy of Needs. Meagan tailored Maslow’s Hierarchy of Needs to motherhood and created the pyramid above. Basic needs are at the bottom and create the foundation for the needs at the top of the pyramid.

I’m on a big push at the moment to finish a manuscript, edit it, get the cover art together and publish it by the beginning of July. It’s about my failed quest to make the Athens 2004 Olympic team written in a hopefully interesting and a touch funny non-fiction style a la Mindy Kaling or David Sedaris (shoot for the top, right?). I had a good run the other week of writing for at least an hour after my son was in bed. My husband has given me chunks of time on the weekends to go to a coffee shop and write.

But in the last few days I’ve lost my momentum. I’ve had an usual number of social engagements in the evening and when I have been home I’ve been watching television (Mad Men is so good right now). I’d rather sit on the couch and chat to my husband than pull out the laptop and pound away on the keyboard.

It feels terrible to be this close to the finish line and feel the project slipping through my fingers.

When I look at the hierarchy of needs above, which works for both my parenting life and a lot of my work life, I can see that I’ve neglected one of my physical needs in the last week. Normally I go to bed by 10:00 pm each night. This last week I’ve had some late nights out and I’ve been going to bed between 11:00pm and midnight.

That hour or two of sleep makes a big difference to my day.

For the next few weeks I have committed to a 10:00 pm bedtime. The only reason I should be up later than that is if I’m writing.

If you’re struggling to pare down change the focus.

I get a lot of comments that people have been trying to pare down for a long time, some of them for over a year, and they’re not making progress. These people are looking for a radical step to help. Recently a long time reader left a comment that she was considering selling her house so that it would force her hand to purge a lot of possessions.

As strange as it may sound, maybe sleep will help more than moving. Maybe taking a closer look at the bottom of your needs pyramid, your health, your financial life, your support system, maybe investing in those needs will translate to time and energy for the top of the pyramid.

Decluttering is a self-actualizing process.

Getting rid of stuff is closer to writing a novel than putting food on the table. If my most basic survival is at stake I’ll do whatever I have to, work any job, sell whatever I need to sell, to eat. However, I’ll put off sorting and donating infant clothing for a multitude of vacant and relaxing activities.

Decluttering takes a level of energy and focus you’re only going to find if you’re taking care of your most basic needs: health, security and relationships.

Has anyone else found this to be true when they’ve tried to simplify areas of their life? I feel like some of our simplifying helped the bottom of the pyramid. When we started to sell things, cut bills and pay off debt we had more energy and less stress. We slept better. Eventually we had a better foundation to tackle one of our more radical ideas for simplifying: going car-less.

PS. Just one more day left to enter the Versalette giveaway. Thrilled so many of you are excited about this wonderful garment.

Take A Bow

 

A reader recently emailed me with her story of conquering debt and simplifying.

Over a year ago she and her husband were mulling over all the extras they would buy and do with an upcoming increase in income. It was regular stuff, stuff that I know well: renovations and vacations.

Then they found Dave Ramsey and this blog.

It changed everything.

Instead of buying more they took a step back and started giving things away. Instead of upgrading they made do, and enjoyed, all the things they already had.

They quickly paid off a big chunk of debt. Now they’re tackling their mortgage.

I love reading these stories from people that have decided to live differently.

Not move to a commune different or sell the house and buy an RV to travel the country different.

Just different from what their peers or their family or the spring ‘must-haves’ list from Lucky magazine are telling them is the normal way to live.

Spend less. Have less. Do more.

I’ve collected a little shout out list below of people deciding to live different.

Rachel’s Shout Out List

Little Green Village Made $946 in April turning clutter into cash.

The Minimalist Year Donated a car load of stuff including dozens of mini muffin cups for the mini muffin pan she never owned.

Rethinking The Dream Sold their big house and moved into a two bedroom apartment. Now they’re able to travel more and have more family time with a shorter commute.

Not Buying Anything Pony Rider sent me to this blog (thanks!). Radical living without buying anything except groceries and guitar strings and not selling anything. We’re not aiming for this style of living but I applaud their efforts.

las maison des minous is biking more and driving less.

Stacy is getting the word out about cycling as a family and all the great benefits to living car-lite.

Momma Jorje has been running Minimalist Monday since October. If you’re a blogger you can grab the Minimalist Monday badge and make it part of your weekly posting schedule.

Hugs and Strawberries ran Project Simplify in March. Great before and after photos.

Mama Loves Life is cutting her living space in half. This will allow her a lot of freedom financially. Bonus: less to clean.

Green Veggies is getting rid of things they don’t use. Love that they got rid of socks, not because there were holes in them, but because they just had too many.

Well done!

Anyone else making small changes?

It’s Okay To Experiment With Downsizing

a window in my kitchen for the first time in a few years

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

I mentioned yesterday that we moved.

I would love to tell you it was to a micro-house. Six hundred square feet efficiently equipped for a family of three to work, live and play.

But it wasn’t. Not sure there is any such thing here on the Isle of Man.

What did we move into?

A renovated three bedroom flat in a very old building. I would guess it is somewhere between 1100 and 1200 sq ft. The building is 100+ years old. We’re on the top floor.

Why did we move?

We knew our first flat here wasn’t our forever Isle of Man home when we moved in. It was a case of choosing something fast out of limited stock. The plan was to move at the end of this summer but after keeping tabs on the rental market we knew it would challenging to find what we wanted for a specific date. This flat became available and we snapped it up.

Our last flat had some challenges for a family of three. The biggest was that the kitchen was enclosed and windowless. Not only was it a dreary place to cook but I was constantly battling safety issues. I either had to lock Henry out of the kitchen (only possible when husband was home) or let him in to play while I cooked. A small enclosed kitchen is not a safe place for a two year old to play.

Also, living without a freezer was no longer a fun challenge. Every other week we had at least one item of food waste (even with meal planning) that could have been avoided if we had a freezer.

The other challenge with our previous flat is that there wasn’t a desk, or space for a desk. My husband’s desktop computer took up half of our dining table. We considered buying him a small desk but there wasn’t an easy place to put one. The furniture in the small flat was house sized leaving very little floor space.

It’s okay to experiment with downsizing.

I don’t see this move to a bigger home as a failure of downsizing.

Rather, this was a chance to learn about what we’re comfortable living with and without.

We also know more about the housing and rental market after living here for almost a year. We know what area we want to live in and the types of housing available in that area. If there had been a suitable flat that was 800-900 sq ft we would have taken it but there wasn’t.

Our new home is a great fit for us: furnished, great location and those sea views that we love so much. We are also confident the owner won’t be selling the flat anytime soon. That was a constant threat in our last home.

Downsizing experiments = cash in hand.

Living in a small home for 11 months and negotiating a rent reduction saved us money. Our rent was below what we budgeted for and so were our utilities. We saved more money in the last year than we ever have before. A big part of that is being out of debt but another part of it was living smaller.

I think as a family we’re now open to the idea of radically downsizing for a short period of time to meet a goal. When we someday leave the Isle of Man I could see us living in something very small while we start new jobs or careers.

Has anyone tested the waters with downsizing only to turn back? The other things we have tried, and are still doing well with, are no car and no smart phones.

Your Clutter Coach

 

Sometimes you need more help than a book or a blog can give you.

Sometimes you need a friend to remind you to donate those bags of unworn clothing that are sitting in your basement.

Sometimes you need someone to make a plan for you, motivate you and keep you accountable.

Sometimes you need a Clutter Coach.

I get a lot of emails asking for help. I always respond (even it takes me a while) with advice, suggestion and encouragement.

And I always wonder, did they carve out a weekend to clean out that attic? Are they in the throes of home purging and feeling beaten by the process? Did they pull out some boxes from under their bed, lose a few hours looking through old junk, and then decide it was all too much work?

For some time I’ve wanted to help beyond the posts on this blog. Something very personal for paring down and living smaller.

A book wasn’t the answer. There are already some great books out there like Family-Sized Minimalism and Clutter Bootcamp for inspiration and how-to. A book can’t hold your hand, give you a kick in the butt or suggest another method for dealing with all that mail.

I want to do those things.

I want to see closets go from jam packed to roomy.

I want to help people get more sleep.

I want to find solutions for the mud room clutter that can be so hard to reign in.

So I’ve started something new.

Your Clutter Coach

This is for people that:

  • can’t make the time to declutter even after reading a lot of books and blogs on the subject
  • get sidetracked by old photos and trinkets every time they attempt to clean out the guest room
  • have pared down their stuff but it crept back quickly
  • need motivation and accountability to clear clutter for good

Your Clutter Coach is a personalized decluttering program. It’s tailored to your lifestyle, your needs and your schedule. It’s me kicking your butt and you kicking ass.

You can read more about the services here.

If you’re interested in the program I am currently giving away one free Four Week Clutter Coaching Program at Parenting with Crappy Pictures (if you haven’t visited this site before it is hilarious). The giveaway is open until Tuesday May 8th at 8pm PST. Head on over to read the details and enter.

PS. This will be the only time I mention Your Clutter Coach in a big post like this.

Losing things that you’re emotionally attached to.

farewell blanket, farewell

Henry’s blanket was lost in March.

I came home from my first away weekend and while the boys had a great time together, there was a casualty. A baby blanket my good friend gave me was lost somewhere between our home and the ferry terminal. It’s been our stroller/play/travel blanket since Henry turned one.

For a few weeks I held out hope that it would be found. I went into shops along the route and asked if anyone had brought it in with no luck. I thought there was a good chance someone had found it and would contact us. Our last name is on the blanket and it’s not a common one.

But it’s gone. For good.

I was initially quite sad about losing the blanket. It’s been such a mainstay of our travels and Henry’s toddlerhood. I love that it was handmade, I love that it is from a friend and that it reminds me of her.

Yes, this aspiring minimalist feels some attachment to a thing.

Then I realized that one of the reasons I was sad is that my son is growing up. Losing the blanket was compounded with the realization that we are using the stroller less and less. No booster seat at the table. We’re even using our one and only bib less frequently.

When I thought about getting a replacement blanket I knew we probably didn’t need one. The weather is getting milder and by next fall Henry will be out of the stroller for good.

My son’s toddlerhood is slipping away. He’s growing up.

The blanket was a symbol of certain age of his life and I attach a lot of good memories to it.

So, I’m trying to relive a few of those memories lately. Looking through older photos, reminisceing with my husband and savouring the memories of Henry’s babyhood.

I still have a pang about losing the blanket but I’ve realized it’s not all about the blanket – it’s about what the blanket represented to me.

Have you lost anything that represented a certain time or right of passage in your life? How did you deal with losing it?

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