I like minimalism in theory, but haven’t yet achieved it in reality. I think I have a fear of really getting rid of everything I actually could get rid of.
We combined two homes, essentially, when I moved into hubby’s house. He claims he didn’t have much, but he did have quite a bit of junk that I didn’t at all mind getting rid of. My stuff, however, is a different story.
We went through the basement (yet again) right before the end of the year, and donated quite a bit of stuff (good tax write-offs), and do that about every year.
I have a built-in cabinet in the family room that could use going through. We are planning on taking a weekend when it is hot and miserable outside and clean it out. And deep-clean the family room, touch up the paint and such.
I was saving my kitchen declutter for the remodel (which might take a back seat to my me-remodel), so may or may not do that.
We did clean a couple of other rooms this spring when the weather was bad, but I could still get rid of more. I feel like, if we were to move to a much smaller house, it would force me to get rid of more stuff.
I wouldn’t call any room in my house “sparsely furnished”. I would like to get there some day, though.
I'm the same as you, Apple. For the most part, everything we have in the home now is all stuff that I'd like to keep, so as far as pruning things down further than we already have, it's just not going to happen, however, our biggest problem when it comes to things and stuff, is proper storage space. We have such a small home, and being as dated as it is, there's little space to store stuff. Hate that about older homes.
Then again, reading your post, the idea of having a larger home sometimes scares me, because it seems no matter how conscientious people are and want to be, a larger home often equates to even more stuff and things.
Dear husband and I were actually reflecting on this very topic a few months back, and we were reminiscing about what we didn't have (and had) when we first started out, and it seemed with our second move, things just exploded. Year after year we accumulated more and more, and before long you look around and think,
where did all of this stuff come from. Happens so fast.
Surprisingly enough, I sit on the fence as far as furnishings and sparseness goes. One side of longs for free, open space, while the other part of me says, furnish each room to it's fullest. There's a definite hominess that comes about through a warmly furnished and decorated home, and I've always liked that.