To 320 square feet. I could do it, no problem. Maybe have to store some stuff… but as long as there’s room for my dogs and computer, I’m good.
Not a damn thing wrong with it.
Of course, I’d need to leave my pack rat husband behind… he never met a tool or doodad he didn’t like… after all, he might need that someday! Heh… just kidding, honey.
Has its benefits! I think I could almost manage in that small a space – but the work building next door would drive me nuts. Needs a bit more room to not feel so packed and cluttered.
You’d have to be severely organized… but yep, I could manage just fine. I like how they have a place for everything etched out… ahhh… I live in exhausting, overwhelming clutter. Keep telling myself I don’t care, but a monastic life is looking better every day…
i know what you mean!
I don’t mind small, but not so small where you have to step outside just to change your mind.
I’ve lived in apartments that small, so I know I could do it… but I know exactly what you mean!
I can’t handle the 800 square feet we have. There’s crap piled everywhere.
Yeah, but. Two boys, Erinyes, dogs, cats… I couldn’t do that, either!
Yep. You’re right, the teens need to go.
OH… the boys need to go! :shock:
:yay:
moon to both of you.
Geez, I need more room that that just for the equipment to cast bullets, much less my handloading gear, my gun cleaning gear, my library of gun stuff, my books. Geez, our little three bedroom house is chock full. Damn a bunch of downsizing, I need three more big rooms.
The whole plan was a big enough house for us but too small to have boomerang kids. Fail on the big enough for us.
We’re bursting at the seams but so much of it is just… stuff. Things we’ve moved around with us for so long it just feels like part of us. Do we really need it? Probably not…
But deciding what to keep and what to weed out would be nigh impossible.
You have a great house. I have house envy. :(
I’m grateful for what we have. But there so much to do… LOL! It’s a double edged sword, this home-owning.
I’m trying to de-clutter, especially now that the school year is just about over. When I’m looking at something, deciding what to do with it, I ask myself, “Is it blessing this house?” If not…out the door it goes. ‘Cept I can’t do that with the kids. Yet.
The kids will leave soon enough, then you’ll miss them! No, really.
The local parish has a thrift shop. Need I say more?
Just read an article a couple weeks ago about people opting to live in much smaller houses with a common greens area. Kinda like Seaside, but without the “Truman Show” vibe. Smaller homes mean lower energy bills, less upkeep, and the way the new micro communities are set up, there’s no yard work unless you want to play in the community garden. Makes sense to me! And since moving to Vegas, having everything in storage, I kinda like having “less”. Life is so much easier.
Sort of like communes? Almost sounds good!
I’m so sick of stuff. Never had much growing up, don’t really have too much now, but what I do have is irritating me. Which probably sounds weird.
I just like to travel light.
I don’t think my husband could fit all of his tools and crap, excuse me, stuff, in that space. Then again, I couldn’t either. Hmm, he could have one for his things, I could have one for my scrapbooking and creative processing and then we each get one for living quarters…of course the kid would need one too and the dogs…crimeny, I just built my own compound. Does this mean I have to move to Utah?
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I know what you mean; just a couple of Mike’s tool chests would fill the place!