I thought I’d share some pics of our new house, mostly for the convenience of our nearest and dearest who are not near enough to visit anytime soon.
We are going for the minimalist feel, trying to get away with the least amount of furniture that we can (that is because we are anticipating moving on within the next 6-12 months and loathe packing stuff. Who hates stuff? I do! – def. stuff: that which clutters our lives rather than enhances it.
It took me a little while to get used to, I have always lived in houses with small rooms and even when I moved into a fairly large room in a group house many years ago I felt so uncomfortable I moved into the smallest room in the house! When it comes to houses I prioritise privacy/quietness and cosiness above all. But preferences can change and it does us an unfairness to assume we can not change. It’s been a week and a half now of living here. The neighbours are close, on one side four neighbours literally overlook our bare backyard and on the other side all the fences for several neighbours down are simply wire so provide fairly good visuals all the way down. From the hours of 5-9 the melting pot which is this particular street in Young simply bubbles away with all sorts of abuse hurled anywhere from next door to the next block over – I can hardly tell. Lots of fwords simply flying around rather lightly and casually.
And actually, I’m coming to like this neighbourhood. It’s raw. It’s real. It’s open. It’s honest. It’s emotional sure, but I feel quite at peace here. This is an astonishment to me. Henry and I have had a bit of a laugh over some of the conversations we hear going on around here. Some are surprising, others totally relatable. We know what it’s like to have relationship issues, we know what it’s like to be a frustrated parent, so I feel no judgement, I am not shocked. Perhaps our expression of these things was different or more private, but I know the feeling. I sure do.
So privacy and quietness has gone out the window. As to cosiness I am also getting used to the vastness of this (only) 2 bedroom house and as we are not filling this house up with too much stuff (some stuff is necessary to make things feel homely), neither willing to allocate the time or the money towards doing so, I will have to live with this too.
Here are a few photos of our move. First, I have to show you to my shame the (too) many clothes I had amassed.
This here is the sum total of mine and Henrys clothes. All of them. Such a jumble of disorder. We sorted through them and got rid of yet another garbage bag full of stuff (so far we have purged 4 garbage bags full of things).
This is the hallway leading from our bedroom mid clean, everything needed a vacuum, a mop, a scrub and the walls needed bleaching – I have finally rid the house of the stale cigarette smoke odour it carried.
Here is our bedroom now, similar but slightly more orderly.
Our clothes now stand pretty neatly. I am enjoying not having to rummage around in my suitcase to find something as I have been doing for the past 10 months. This cupboard and those two milkcrates are the sum total of Henry and my clothes now. I have emptied the red suitcase. Do you like our unique storage system!?
Okay, kids bedroom. As you can see, no beds. I haven’t realised a need for them yet. Why do we have beds? Please tell. I would like to be comfortable with getting down to floor level, helps maintain flexibility.
And this, friends, is the sum total of my childrens toys. Can you believe it? I just hate most kids toys. In my experience a child just does not know what to do with too many toys and I just end up endlessly cleaning them up. If that happens too often with one toy it goes in the bin. I like useful, learning toys, not the plastic rubbish that mega department stores insist our children need. I wouldn’t mind a larger duplo collection, or when they are older, lego, but I also like them to cook and clean and garden with me and playing in a sandpit provides them with building opportunities. So, meh.
This is my one and only crockery cupboard and this is all we have by way of this. 4 glasses, 6 mugs, 6 plates, 6 bowls, 8 extra plastic cups. We have more stashed away, but this was what we were planning to take on our bus so it’s interesting living with this little to see how it goes and so far it has been absolutely fine. In many ways I am treating this house like our bus, there is just more walking space between each living area. That’s all.
You can also see my numerous teas which I am planning to drink up and consolidate further – I have three types of cocoa for example.
On the other side of that rug there will exist (I hope) two more armchairs, apart from that his house is furnished in my opinion. The only thing I would consider getting more of (both inside and out) are plants. You can never plant too many plants, and you don’t have to move them on, just leave them to spread the plant love around.
It’ll do! :)