Forced to be a minimalist

I don’t like clutter in general (I only have mental clutter, but that’s kind of the kink of this blog) but I do have a lot of stuff. However, since my husband and I are moving half way across the globe, I am forced to be a minimalist.

Some background

At the start of May, I got married to my husband. Since we are saving up money to immigrate, we decided that it would be best for us to live with his parents, and not spend a bunch of money on an apartment. There is a lot more space here than at my parent’s house, not to mention fast internet.

The day after the wedding we just quickly went to my parents’ house and picked up the essentials. I was super busy at the time with teaching practice and work, so I couldn’t be bothered to pack more.

Now that things have calmed down a bit, I’m making it a point to pack up a little of my stuff every day. Boy oh boy, do I have a lot of stuff.

The experience thus far

I didn’t realise how much stuff I had until I was forced to decide what would go with us and what wouldn’t. I have given away three garbage bags full of old clothing – that is insane. So far, I have also thrown away two and a half garbage bags worth of nonsense. So again, I’m not a minimalist as such.

On the one hand, it’s quite liberating getting rid of old things that I don’t need. Also, the people who received the old clothing seemed to be quite happy about it, so that’s also nice.

However, I’m still in that mentality of “what if I need this?” Then I just need to take a deep breath and realise that shit is going to happen whether I like it or not, and taking along a bunch of stuff will not prevent that.


We’re still deciding whether we’re going to take a container. It’s super expensive, but I feel like it’s worth it.

There are many things that are heirlooms that I don’t want to just leave here. But the downside is that it will take three months to get to us in Australia.

If we don’t take a container, then I have to pack up my life in two suitcases, and to be honest, it’s really freaking me out just to think about it. I don’t know what anything costs in Australia, and even if I did, I don’t know if it is considered expensive or not.

So, the point is, I am planning on packing up all my things this coming week because after that we’re going away (well, it’s not really a holiday) and then it’s work and teaching practice again. Basically, after next week I might not have time to do it again.

Wish me luck.


Have you ever been forced to get rid of a lot of your stuff? What was the situation?



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