Peinture murale réalisée pendant les vacances de Noël.
When it comes to our home, the stuff we own should be useful. Not here just because everyone has got it or it is “the norm” to own them. I am not talking about decoration, art or stuff that makes us happy, those are more than useful and an expanding of our personality.
Here is a list of things you might consider not having in your life / home, especially if you live in a big city.
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- A car. Let’s start with a big thing. If you live in a big city, you do not need a car (at least in Europe.) Public transport is well thought, you can do everything and go everywhere easily. As for us, yes we do not have our driving licence (yet) which explain why we do not own a car but honestly, we really do not need one. Plus, it costs a lot of money and is bad for the environment.
- A fridge. It is absolutely possible to live without a fridge. For the story: last august, my ex-roomate left with the fridge and the washing-machine. We had to choose to spend our money in one item because we could not afford to buy both. With a baby, we chose the washing-machine (but for ten years I lived without one and it was totally ok.) Without a fridge, we do need to go more often to the groceries to buy fruits and vegetables, we cook only for one meal in order to have no leftover… but there is no big constraint. We do not eat fish, meat, milk or eggs so maybe it helps. As for the cheese (we do eat cheese), my brother-the-farmer told me that it is better to keep it outside the fridge in a special box: it will taste better (and smell stronger too.) My mum told me I had an great-aunt that lived 40 years without a fridge and died at almost 100 years old… See, very possible.
- A micro-wave. No need to explain. A micro-wave is a modern ustensil for hurry people. You really do not need one.
- A TV. I can not understand why people still have TVs nowadays. It is pure crap and with the internet, you can choose what to watch and when to watch it. In France in some places, the internet is very slow or barely exist but still: putting the radio on, listening to music or opening a book still are options.
- A cell phone. I did a post about living without a cellphone.
- Too many clothes. I have a reasonable amount of clothes (less than the majority but more than some people I guess) and a few pair of shoes and I do appreciate all of them. When we met with my boyfriend, he had only a pair of jeans, one pair of shoes, two t-shirts and a coat… We bought him some new stuff since (for work or a big event like a wedding) but he really is what you can call a minimalist and you know, he is doing fine. If you love clothes, feel free to have a lot of them but only if you really enjoy having them around. If not, consider having less of them and keep the stuff you do wear. You can be stylish with just a few items.
- Too many cosmetics. I used to love beauty products and makeup, it was my “péché mignon” for a while. I still own a few makeup products (although I barely use it especially since I gave birth), a shampoo, a product to wash my face, a face cream and a deodorant. It is hard for me to let go but deep down I know I need less than that. My boyfriend use only soap (because I tell him to, if not for me he would use only water…), coconut oil (very useful) and sometimes pure clay. Maybe one day I’ll do the same beauty routine as he does… “If you can eat it, then you can put eat on your skin” he told me. Well, kind of logical but obviously, most of the products that are sold in stores are poison for our health, let’s keep that in mind before buying our next shampoo or body cream. Recently my friend Jamie gave me a soap and a creme that she made back in the US: check the Goat’s Goods it is all natural !
- Too many household products. Some soft soap (“savon noir”) and vinegar should be enough. Although I still find myself using wipes or bleach pastilles. Bad girl is still learning.
Any suggestion ? Which things do I not need without knowing it ?
Since december, I have got my name on a paper, an official paper, saying that I am the lease holder of an appartment. My first real appartment. The place where I am / we are going to live at least one year. I am a person who can feel herself at home pretty quick and almost everywhere but there is a time when moving a lot can become a problem. When it is not a self aware kind of choice.
I loved all these years (more than ten years already!) living with people, sharing a flat with friends, with strangers, sleeping on my brothers/friends couches. Having the possibility to pack my bag and being the next day to a new place, a new city, a new country was the freedom I did choose for many years.
Since september, I am working in Paris and happily pregnant. The time has come to settle down for a while. Surprisingly, I feel relief. Because we have plans, we are becoming parents and I am not by myself and living just for me anymore. Time has come and I finally know what it is like to have a purpose bigger than my own little person. It feels pretty amazing.
I feel so lucky. A place where I can go anytime! Where I can cook! Where I can put my stuff on the walls and light some candles whenever I want to! Where I can paint and draw! Where I can clean up after my own mess!
People should never underastimate the luck they have to call a place “home”.