I think I need to make a distinction between being a deplorable consumer and a minimalist. I’m not a minimalist, though I do understand and appreciate many of the ideas of that subculture. Maybe I’ll move to minimalism one day, but there are some non-essential things that I enjoy that aren’t terribly expensive. They’re things that save time, save money, reduce effort, or otherwise add legitimate value to my (or Tradwife’s) life. I thought I’d list them out here by general price, but in no other particular order.
As I’ve mentioned, I’m vain as fuck and like dressing (reasonably) well. I have several blazers that I’ve owned for varying amounts of time, including one I wore to my father’s wedding in 1995 that’s finally come back into style. But as I’ve learned more about men’s style – start here to get an education on that – I’ve become dissatisfied with little things on each of the blazers I own. Not enough that I don’t want to wear them, mind you, just enough that I’m not 100% happy with any of them.
One the things Tradwife (not sure where I first saw that term, but I like it) and I enjoy is what I call an Urban Picnic. Eating out all the time is expensive and, depending on where you eat and how much you want to spend, often not particularly healthy. On the other hand, eating every meal at home can also get a little tedious for us. We pack a low-carb meal of mainly finger foods in a backpack, get on our bicycles, and head to the “Grotto” at the Arizona Center in downtown Phoenix.
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I watched a show on Netflix a couple of weeks ago called Minimalism: A Documentary About the Important Things. It’s mainly about two affable young men who seem to be leading lights in the “minimalist movement.” There were some other minimalists in the movie, too, like Joshua Becker. I enjoyed the documentary and recommend it. And it got me thinking about where I have too much stuff in my life and where I’ve struck a good balance. Continue reading “A deplorably thought-provoking documentary”
My friend Eric writes – and lives – from a very different perspective than I. He’s a devoutly religious family man who deeply enjoys the rural lifestyle. I’m a rootless atheist urbanite with no kids at home. And yet I see themes I recognize and like in his work. Things like finding joy in simplicity. Continue reading “My deplorable friend Eric”
Yeah, yeah, I know. I usually come across as a cheapskate skinflint curmudgeon when it comes to buying anything. Here’s the thing, though. It’s not about never spending money or being cheap all the time. It’s about being intentional about the money I do spend. Continue reading “My deplorable desire for a Jeep”