The Time I Tried to Be a Minimalist (and Failed Spectacularly)

The Great Decluttering Debacle of 2023

It all started innocently enough. I was scrolling through Instagram, mesmerized by pristine white walls and perfectly arranged succulents, when I stumbled upon the world of minimalism. “Less is more,” they whispered. “A clutter-free life is a stress-free life.” I was sold.

Fueled by the promise of inner peace and Instagram-worthy shelves, I embarked on my minimalist journey. Armed with garbage bags and a fierce determination, I attacked my apartment like a woman possessed. Clothes I hadn’t worn in years? Gone! Expired coupons and half-empty shampoo bottles? See ya never!

For about five glorious minutes, my apartment resembled those minimalist havens I’d seen online.

minimalism was already doing wonders for my diet!) but couldn’t, for the life of me, find a single matching Tupperware container and lid. Turns out, tossing out all those “mismatched” lids wasn’t my brightest idea.

Desperate, I resorted to using a small saucepan as a makeshift container. Let’s just say, transporting a salad in a saucepan isn’t exactly practical, or inconspicuous.