Baby steps….

“Basic principles of design state that there should be an absolute minimum of 200 sqft per human occupant, this is also used to establish legal housing  implications in custodial hearings.  Ideally a minimum square footage of a residence will be set at 800 sqft for two persons and 200 sqft per additional human occupant.  Occupancy of pets would be at the discretion of the owner/local health department, but 50 sqft/pet is suggested.”

– Wiki Answers


Because Wiki Answers has the answer for everything, right?

I, my two munchkins, and beloved pooch need to find a place to live.  First thing on my to-do list for starting my new life.

Having a blank slate on where we can live, what are our options?  What do we need?  What don’t we need?

Munchkin #1 is 10 and he is really into hockey and hyperactivity.  Favorite pastimes include bouncing off the walls and placing feet on every surface but the floor.

Munchkin #2 is 6 and she loves princesses and make up and animals and arts and crafts and glitter and sparkles and jewelry and purses and shoes and dress up and dolls and Legos and books and her bike and her scooter and balloons and games and….I think you get the idea.

So, Wiki Answers says that for the 4 of us, a home of 1050 square feet is sufficient for our needs.

Here is the house we used to live in:

OK, not literally.  But it was big and white.  Total square footage was about 3500 sqft.  The garage had three bays (extra deep) plus we had a shed in the back.  Well, it wasn’t so much a shed, but another 2 car garage.

My little family and I are currently living in my parents basement.  Their house looks like this:

OK, it really doesn’t.  But it is white too and only a two car garage.  It has a greenhouse and shed too.  The square footage of their house is just over 3000 sqft spread on 3 levels.

So……we need to find a place that is about 1050 sqft.

What do various minimalists say?

Some articles I have perused:


Whoa!  125 square foot apartment?!?

400 square feet??

880 square feet feels a little better.  I think I like Wiki Answers recommendation the best.

Like Bob’s psychiatrist suggests:


Baby steps to 2500 square feet….baby steps to 2000 square feet… steps down to 1050 square feet.

I got this….I totally got this…..



Here’s to blank slates….

So….my divorce was final 2 weeks ago.  My hubby (I guess he is my ex-hubby now) cheated on me 18 months ago.  I decided to stay and see if we could work on it, but alas….I struggled with the hurt and betrayal and could not get over it.   We were married just over 17 years.

So….my resignation from the Mormon church was final 2 months ago.  I was a faithful, active member of that church for 40 years.  I served a mission, married in the temple, prayed, fasted, wore garments, accepted callings, never drank coffee, tea, or alcohol, didn’t swear, didn’t watch R-rated movies, no bikinis, no activities on Sunday accept church attendance, made my career/education/profession a back up plan to my husband’s education and career and became a SAHM.  Quite honestly, I never once entertained the thought that I, too, could also do that and be a mother.   I felt guilty at every turn.  Every failure or thing that didn’t work out, I was being punished by God because I had been less than faithful to some commandment.  Every success or blessing was because I or my husband had done something right or God was just being merciful.

So….I am now single, a mother and primary caregiver to two angel munchkins (ages 10 and 6), undereducated and underemployed, agnostic, and living in my parent’s basement.

I have always loved the idea of minimalism and wanted to embrace that lifestyle as my own.  However, my husband was never on board.  He was a pack rat.  Divorce has changed all of that.  Not only do I get rid of the husband, I lose half the stuff we have.  Not only did I lose half the stuff, I lost the home and all the toys we had accumulated:  boats, 4-wheelers, dirt bikes, etc.  All these things were things my husband wanted more than I wanted.  Nonetheless, in my parent’s basement, I have my clothes and personal effects and my children’s clothes and their personal effects.

I think now is the time to adequately practice minimalism.

I think I am minimalist by default given the circumstance.

As I rebuild a life, a home, my career, my future, my beliefs, my values, I can now choose the path I wish to do, never, ever having chosen any of these things for myself before.

Scary.  Exciting.  Daunting.  Hopeful.

I sit on my parent’s front porch eating cheesecake.

My life is currently a blank slate.

Here’s to blank slates…..