From November 2012 to November 2013, I embarked on my first attempt at minimalism (not even knowing there was a word for it).
I created some good habits, but didn’t ask enough questions about what would fill the space I was creating.
The project was called “900 Things.”
-Keith Callbeck (@geekminimalist)
On the last day of the project I wrote a final wrap up, warts and all.
I stumbled a couple of times during the project, it made it a bit of a tough road near the end. Having given into temptation once, I found it difficult to avoid abandoning the whole thing in the last weeks.
In September I gave in and picked up a couple of things at a horror convention. A similar thing happened in October at a big comic sale. I picked up a few heavily discounted trades (all on my want list) and a pile of 25 cent New Universe comics. This was definitely the worst I fell off the wagon in the year.
Why? I knew going to the sale at all was basically accepting that I was going to break my rules. I went alone so there was no social aspect. I made a choice and went.