I feel so blessed to be able to say that. As much as I fretted over what to bring, what not to bring, how little space I was going to have for clothes and cooking utensils, I honestly have everything that I need (except of course, when I didn't have nearly enough winter clothing for all of the cold weather we passed through).
And I can't say that I've missed the stress of Christmas shopping either. Even though that also means that our friends and family are getting jipped on their gifts this year (sorry!), I can't think of a single thing that I would possibly want or need. It seems to me that too much of the celebration of Christmas has come to revolve around buying stuff, and it's been bothering me for awhile. I was able to avoid that completely this year, and focus instead on celebrating the meaning of this Christmas season without any of those distractions. Not that this is such a noble endeavor of my own doing. We kind of took ourselves out of the running for needing any material possessions simply by being in such a small (and unusual) space.
But it's so refreshing. I don't miss any of the things that I left behind. I don't want them or need them. The only things that we think about wanting or needing these days are groceries and a clean pair of clothes. And full tanks of diesel and water. In fact, if we aren't in need of running any errands, we'd actually prefer to be out at an anchorage by ourselves, with no one and nothing else in sight.
Of course, anyone would feel the same way if they were living on a 30' sailboat with this as their current view.
I'm relishing the minimalism, and I'm so relieved to find that I'm welcoming it with such open arms. I am, however, so curious to find out how much of this minimalistic outlook is going to stick once we return to a home on dry land. It's kind of a long term experiment I'm conducting on myself. One of many actually, during this experience, if I'm being completely honest.
P.S. to my dear sister, this doesn't mean that you're keeping all of my extra clothes. yet.