On Letting Go

Lately, the post office has basically become our second home.

Matt has sold over 40 pairs of Nikes, and I’ve sold over 60 designer pieces. Ridiculous, right? And we are still going!

When we moved into this house in January, something shifted for both of us. What used to feel important no longer did. The labels, the clutter, the “just in case” stuff it all started feeling heavy. And don’t get me wrong, I’ll still be first in line when Louis Vuitton drops their makeup but we knew it was time for something different.

So we made a decision: everything in this house must serve a purpose.

If we don’t love it, use it, or need it, it’s gone. Especially that dame lemon squeezer that NO lemon fits in.. lol.

At our old townhouse, the attic was so full you could barely step foot in it. I’m not even exaggerating. When we moved out, the ENTIRE first floor of the house was filled just from the attic alone. That was the moment I had to look around and go, “Girl. You have too much sh*t.”

But that’s the thing… when you have an attic (or a junk drawer, or a closet you never open), it’s easy to just shove things away. Out of sight, out of mind. You don’t have to deal with the excess, the emotional weight, or the reasons why you’re holding onto stuff you don’t even like.

But when we got a bigger place with no attic, everything was suddenly staring me right in the face. No hiding it. No closing the door on it. I had to get honest with myself, my habits, my priorities. And honestly? It was freeing.

I finally got the dream room I always wanted. Big shelves, walk-in closet vibes, everything on display. It was giving influencer goals. But a month in, I sat there looking around like… why does none of this even make me happy?

There was zero joy. No meaning. Just boxes of money spent and not a single memory tied to any of it.

That’s when I was like, nope. It’s all going.

This isn’t me. I totally fell into the trap — seeing all these girls on Instagram with their beautiful closets, color-coded wardrobes, and perfect shelves… and I thought I wanted that. But the truth is, I wanted connection, not a showroom.

So now? I’m redoing it. It’s way more personal. I’ve got photos, little things that actually mean something, stuff that makes me smile every time I walk in. No more buying just to fill space. This room is finally becoming mine.

The best part of this whole process is that Matt and I are in this together. We’re on the same journey — just with different perspectives. And that’s something I’ll never take for granted. We challenge each other, we push each other, and we’re always aiming to grow — not just as individuals, but together.

So here’s what I’ll say: if you feel like your space is stressing you out… if you keep buying but still feel like you have “nothing”... or if you’re constantly rearranging instead of releasing — maybe it’s time for a reset. Not just for your stuff, but for your mindset, too.

Because peace isn’t in the purchase.

It’s in the purpose.