Small Spaces

Sometimes I get a little nervous about spending 90 days living out of a minivan and a pop-up camper with three other people. Granted, these are the three people I love most in the world. And two of them are relatively small… but this size difference is quickly compensated for in the volume of stuff needed  to take care of these little people. So while most of the time I am just completely excited about this trip, sometimes I start to think about space and logistics and I feel a bit claustrophobic.

Along the same lines of concern, we just signed a lease on a smaller (by about 25 square meters/270 square feet) 2 bedroom (compared to the 4 we have now) apartment that we’ll move into just a couple of weeks before we leave for our trip. Good timing, I know. And since we won’t really settle in and live there long before we leave, I’m hoping that after these months on the road, the apartment will feel palatial and spacious in comparison. Or at least comfortable and reasonable. I don’t regret choosing this apartment and I really think it will work out fine. But still, I get nervous sometimes.

Let me pause and acknowledge what a first-world problem this is. I know that there are people living in their cars with all their worldly possessions, and people who sleep on the street because they have no where else to go. Women in Africa raising 8 kids in a one-room hut with no windows and a thatched roof that leaks. These people, if they’re gracious, would laugh about my space worries. This perspective is both helpful and humbling, but I still get a little nervous sometimes anyway.

The key, both on the trip and in our post-trip life, is good stuff management. Only having what we really need and what we really want, and organizing those things well. This is, of course, much easier when packing for a vacation than packing for a move. But I’m hoping that this trip will teach us a new appreciation for the lightness, freedom and flexibility of a life lived with less stuff and that we will get a lot closer to only having the things that we truly need, use, and/or love.

So life at the Lindström’s has shifted into major reduction mode, and so far it feels great. Today I asked myself why I have enough socks to wear a clean pair everyday for a month without doing laundry, and why I still have that box of grade school certificates. Okay, I was good at school. But no one over 30 has any business hanging on to an honor roll certificate from the 4th grade. In my opinion at least.


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  • Hi Christy! I feel your pain! It’s funny how used to something a person can get. When we moved into our house, we did not have functioning kitchen nor a dining room to eat in because we were stalled in our efforts to tile these adjoining rooms. So, we just got used to it. Although, in my case, it was begrudgingly. Even still, you may find yourself saying, “It is what it is” and just going with the flow. I’m interested in following this blog!

    • Christine says:

      Thanks Stephanie! I hope you will follow it! 🙂 I think “it is what it is” is probably a pretty good way to look at it. I’m thinking more and more about “downsized” being a way of life more than a stepping stone to something else. I think there will probably be days where the adjustment feels “begrudged” like you described. But hopefully they won’t be many!

  • jason says:

    that’s why it was easier to not make honor roll. didn’t work real hard then and no random crap to throw away later.

  • Jessica says:

    Wow, what an amazing adventure you are about to embark upon! If you are going to make it to Florida on your tour let me know. I’d love to see you again!

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