#MinimalismSimplified: Evolving Needs

Do you have a favorite mug? The one that you grab every time you make a pot of tea or coffee? The one you might even shed a tear over if it broke because of the memories associated with it?

Several years ago I cleaned out the mugs in our kitchen to a select group that - at least at the time - all meant something to me. The mug from when we lived in Alaska. The handmade pottery we bought when we lived in Lesotho. The one I had made for the Hubs when he (briefly) had an electrical contracting si...