The house my husband and I bought is big for us. We don’t even have enough furniture to give it that cozy, “lived in” look. Instead, it has something of an “empty” look about it with its bare spaces and empty cupboards.
In actuality, though, it’s only a three-bedroom ranch with no basement and only a garage for extra storage. To many folks, that’s rather small when you start talking about working from home and hoping to have kids someday.
But to us? Well that was one of the things we loved about it.
You see, I don’t want a house that I feel like I have to fill up. I don’t want rooms that go dormant and gather dust. I don’t want spaces that beg for clutter and more stuff.
Instead, I want a house that gets used. I want a house that is snug and that commands that we be careful with our purchases. I want a house that challenges me to use every inch wisely. I want a house that is small enough to maintain so that I can spend my time doing other, more enjoyable things. I've daydreamed about those benefits of a smaller home for awhile now.
Originally, when we were thinking about how large of a house we wanted, we thought four bedrooms would be ideal: One for us, two rooms for our someday children and another for an office/guestroom. But with one less room, we’ll be forced to get creative to make do when the time calls for it.
And that part? I like it, too.
I’m excited to see what lies ahead for this humble little abode of ours and how it will transform over the years. Because for me, bigger isn’t always better.