Tired of singing the never-ending laundry blues? Fret not! I have a cure. But first, let’s diagnose your problem: You have too much clothing. I know, I know… you think more clothing means less laundry, right? Wrong. And here’s why. Tasks are easier when they have...
You may not think that a pastrami sandwich and a bag of hand-me-down clothes have much in common. But oh, think again… I recently polled my Facebook peeps for blog topics, and Amber and Ali had the same dilemma: hand-me-down clothes. Here’s what they said: Ali:...
In lieu of traditional longer blog posts, I’m experimenting with offering you, my lovely readers, a simple Tip of the Week. I’d love to know what you think! My first tip gets a wee bit personal. That’s right, ladies, it’s time to talk about, ahem, foundation...
Before I adopted minimalism, I had a pretty serious shopping habit. Like many women, shopping was something to do, often as an activity with girlfriends or female family members. It was a legitimate way to spend a Saturday afternoon. I tried not to spend too...
Folding laundry is probably not at the top of anyone's list of favorite things to do. But like taking out the trash or giving your neighbor a long slow hug each time you see him, it is one of those non-negotiable tasks we must all perform. (Okay,...
Usually picking favorites is bad. In the realm of parenting, for example, it can result in years of awkward holiday gatherings and large therapy bills (except for, you know, that one kid). In the world of education, being the teacher’s pet is like holding a...
"Take it to Goodwill. They accept everything." This is always my advice to clients who are looking to unload donation items. Yet despite encouraging clients to donate to Goodwill (and regularly donating there myself), I didn't know much about this organization until recently, when I toured their Dayton...
"Mom! I'm out of comfy shorts!" "This is my last pair of underwear!" "My dinosaur pajamas are dirty!" These are my signals to do laundry. I've tried those systems where you pick one particular day to do all the laundry, but that's never really worked for me. (If it works...
"Um, aren't you forgetting something?" Megan asked as she picked me up for the airport. "What?" I asked. "Your luggage?" "All set," I said, patting my one backpack with confidence. Megan eyed my choice of luggage doubtfully, probably thinking she'd have to provide my toothpaste, shampoo and underwear for our...
My friend Nessa is a clothes whisperer. Like for real. She came to my house, spoke gently to my clothing, and found the style hidden within. This was not an easy task. I'd been kicking around the idea of creating a capsule wardrobe for some time,...
