Friday, June 14, 2013

Simplifying Our Food

Some might argue that trying to eat healthier and buying local isn't the most "simple" thing to do. That it requires more work and planning, and is therefore generally more complicated. But when putting in that little bit of extra work and planning allows me to reduce the amount of stress over what my family is putting into our bodies....well, that's worth it.

We live in Oregon, right on the edge of a huge farming community (we can smell the cows when the wind blows the right way, so you know we're close!). We are surrounded with farmer's markets and the actual farms within a stone's throw of our neighborhood. When we have that available to us, it's just silly to not take advantage of it.

But to be honest, we've lived for almost eight years now and it's just been within the last year that we've begun to worry about the food we eat. My asthma and migraines were getting worse, my husband and I both began to have some weight issues, and suddenly we were developing food sensitivities and allergies. By November of last year, gluten began to make my husband quite ill and I could barely eat any dairy. It was obvious that something had to change.

Fast food and soda was completely cut out of our diet, getting rid of the "pounding heartbeat" issues I'd been experiencing. My asthma problems were reduced, and my migraines went from two per week to once a month. My husband lost eight pounds. And our bank account was a lot happier.

Since then we've planted locally grown organic veggie and herb starts in a small space in our front yard. It cost $150 to purchase them organic, but we have the peace of mind of knowing where they came from and how they were started. And we are going to have LOTS of vegetables over the summer. It has been amazing to be able to simply step out of my front door and grab some fresh herbs to include in my cooking.


Because of my husband's gluten allergy, I started purchasing items from our grocery store's gluten free section which is the middle of the organic section. Because of that, I've been buying more organic food. And you know what? It tastes good. Gone are the days when the health food tastes like animal feed (my mom went hippie in the 90s and oh, the healthy organic food then was disgusting!). I'm buying real cheese from the artisan cheese section, instead of the mass produced packaged stuff. I'm still and probably always will be lactose intolerant, but my reaction to dairy products isn't severe like it was with the cheese that may or may not have been real.

We're eight months in to our attempt to eat better and I now crave the healthier food instead of junk food. I still let my kids get junk food from time to time because I believe that banning it entirely is going to make it more appealing to them. But when they do choose some junk food, they now almost never finish it. They'll eat a few bites and then ask for fruit. Parenting success! We ended up being in a situation a few weeks ago where our only option for immediate food was fast food. The kids were excited because it hadn't happened in a LONG time. But what ended up happening was that we were all sick for two days because of it. My oldest missed a day of school because he had to run to the bathroom every ten minutes. To me, that makes it quite obvious that what's in that "food" is junk and is not meant to be in our bodies.

Now that GMOs and additives and artificial coloring are getting more and more attention, it doesn't take very long to realize that a lot of what we eat in this country is garbage. And I just don't want to feed any of that to my family. It really is as simple as that.

Saturday, June 1, 2013

Get Rid of It!

Guess what? I'm over my "slump". I've started working on projects again and getting more motivated to continue our simplification journey. And today, it got serious.


Yep, that's a dumpster. And we filled it. We had ended up with a gigantic pile of garbage and broken household items in the middle of our garage, just taking up a bunch of space. It was time to get rid of it and throw away some other large items around the house that were in no shape to be donated or sold. In one hour, we cleared out so much garage space I can hardly believe it. And honestly, we probably could have gotten the next dumpster size up and still would have filled it.

Now that all that junk is out of the way and out of our lives, we begin our actual garage re-organization project. Not just straightening things up, or putting stuff into a few boxes here and there....but actually getting the garage fully organized and functional.

This is exciting and exhilarating. I can't wait to have the finished project staring me in the face.

Tuesday, May 7, 2013

I'll Be Honest

I haven't posted here in over a month. Why? I didn't want to. I didn't feel like it. I would think about it and then push the thought away. I also haven't cleaned my house in a month. That's an awful, terrible, embarrassing admission and you really have no idea how hard it is for me to admit it. Why have I not cleaned in a month? The same reasons why I wasn't posting. I would walk into a room, see what it had become, and then turn around and walk away. I'd try to build up my motivation, walk back into the room, and then my motivation - or what little there was of it - would come crashing back down. Walk away.

You see, it finally occurred to me on Friday that I was struggling with a bit of depression. That was the four week anniversary of my 23 year old cousin Ben dying in a horrible car crash. The three week anniversary of me flying out last minute to attend his funeral and watching his sister (my cousin Bethany) collapse in grief beside his grave. It tore me apart and that feeling hasn't really gone away yet.

No, this has nothing to do with organizing or simplifying or minimalism.....but I had to say it. To acknowledge that I've been struggling emotionally after the loss of a family member and that it's taking a toll on how I'm handling my home life. I'm slowly coming back. I even cleaned the kitchen today. I had to walk in and out of the kitchen over ten times before I could tackle it, but I did it.

We all struggle sometimes, but it really does help to be honest about it. Once I finally opened up to my husband and explained how I'd been feeling after Ben's death, a little bit of self motivation came back. I worked on our back yard a little and helped rebuild a portion of our fence. And it felt good! In my attempt to motivate myself to clean the kitchen, I was thinking over how to write this post. Thinking about my honesty with the situation helped to jump start the kitchen cleaning. It just took a few hours with a couple of minor breakdowns. I don't actually know if anyone reads this blog, but knowing that I was going to write it out helped - even if this blog is just for me alone.

I have a goal this week. On Thursday, I want to begin re-painting my kitchen. I don't expect to finish it, but I want to at least get one section of a wall finished. Nothing big and overwhelming. Just baby steps to get me motivated again.