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Home and Family is Right Here

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I don't have the perfect home. To the contrary, my home is messy and very lived-in. I've considered, as a result, countless times on how to go on a minimalist journey. There are so many fulfilling stories about how people found the courage and resolve to ditch their homes, sell their belongings and traverse their world and live out of a van. 

It's the kind of dramatic lifestyle changes that inspires movies, I guess. 

Along with the removal of physical clutter, there will rise mental clutters. Old dining room sets that has been with you for eons, the painting that was gifted to you by someone, picture frames, your first musical instrument, your beloved kitchen appliances, bar stools that you've not used for years on end. and a home filled with the nice things that helped define a successful life. Isn't this how people define how well they've lived their lives?

For me, the story is a little different. For close to a year now, I've been trying to sell this home that I am currently living in. But only because I need the money for the future. My kids are growing up and I need the funds for their foreseeable educational fund. 

But every time someone comes in to have a view of the house, I see that critical glint in their eyes. Too old, too pasty, no windows, peeling paint, litters of laundry, dusty tabletops, a smudge of grime on the marble floor. 

Their critical judgement made me defensive of the home that I have been living in for the past 10 years. It's not perfect (because it DOES need a coat of paint or two, replacement air-conditioning units and light bulb replacement) but it's my home. 

Me and my 2 little monkeys (who are now no longer so little) have been living here for as long as THEY can remember. This is our little refuge.

And I work from home, so, I've developed a way to work from home without muddling up the line between home and work. It has worked well for so many years and for me to even consider selling this refuge of mine is a big deal. The kids' education, well, IS a big deal. 

Considering the many negative things that people who are invited to view this little home of mine, I might consider living here forever. Unless someone appreciates a home well-lived instead of a property for investment, then I am not interested to sell them this little unit. 

If not for it being out of necessity, I would not even consider leaving this place. 

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