Cozy Miniminalist...or Not!

I promised to write about Finding Home, the book that is yet to be written.

It's a process...it's called life.

My life...my home is made up of stuff, both literally and figuratively...

Well, let's just say because I like stuff and I'm a little crazy, 

I want a blog that includes both my crazy and my stuff.  

Am I making sense?  If not, follow along. 

I actually found a way to start a blog and make money while doing it!  

This is "crazy lady in the basement talking" now.
That's what my friend, Amanda calls her other self.

The Blog is called It's a Lovely Life by Heather Delany Reese.

It's A Lovely Life

 Today, I want to try it.  I'm so tired of Blogspot. 

 Google has both of my blogs together, but they have a different domain. 

The Upside of Down is not even out there.  

Today I tried to post this blog to Facebook,

and it indicates that someone may have stolen this domain.

I'd have to start completely over...again.

And haven't I already done that...again and again?

And won't I probably do it...again and again and again?

Today, I'm thinking about it.  The Home...Life...Stuff...

Crazy and Sane.  

That's me anyway. So here goes. 

I'm reading Cozy Minimalist Home by Myquillyn Smith.

I'm randomly taking notes and trying to apply it to my home/my life.  

I love, love the book.

I'm just not sure I am a

#cozyminimalist.
Are you?

To begin, I have taken off all the photos on my great wall of fame.

A clock remains and two pieces of art that I seriously don't want to take down
 because I refuse to putty the big holes that they left.

I'll add back the photos later. 

Well, maybe later when I actually have the putty on hand and 

I get my mom's buffet painted to go in this space.

Then, there's the issue of the couch.  

I'm singing, 

"Don't judge me yet, there's an unfinished part."

but the part(s) may be all over the place.

In the book, Myguillyn asked the readers, 

"Think of a word that you want people to feel when they enter your home."

I want my friends and family to feel

welcomed...

comfortable..

grace-no judgement. 

I don't want my home to feel...

 stuffy.  

I want home to be a place where people can come in and take their shoes off,
not because I'm afraid they'll mess up the carpet (it's already stained),
but because they feel at home. 

I've adopted the saying for the parents of my grandchildren, 

"it's just water", because even when it's not "just water," it's really all "just water."

Because they are the most important little beings in the world and everything else is just water!

I would, however, like to rid my home of clutter.

The pile that hides in a corner of the garage that is not useful or may be useful...

one day.
You know, that may or may not come. 

Myquillan asked, 

"Do you have a 'just in case' style?"

YES, I do!

One of her points is to de-clutter. 

I've had an obsession with milk glass for some time. 

Over the past few years, my hobby to collect turned into obsession

and the obsession turned into excess.

I've decided to keep out only the pieces that make me smile,
and box away the rest so my children can walk away with $100 each
after I'm gone and the debts are settled. LOL!

She says, "I love pillows, but not when removing pillows feels like a bedtime ritual."

I love pillows, but not when family has to move them 

to sit down. 

So here you go...

So, I'm junking around here.  Oops!  I said "junking around."

I meant "jumping around."

Both, I guess.

So, have I bought into the idea of being a minimalist?

The verdict is still out.

How about you?