Just a little bit

How can selling one large, but tabletop, dollhouse make my entire apartment feel larger?

I suspect the girth of many things, both concrete and ethereal has less to do with actual dimensions and more to do with how heavy it lies on my mind.

Right now I am feeling the need to downsize. I have been like this, to some extent, all my life, but it grows more pressing as I grow older. I just renewed the lease on my little apartment for two years. My choice. I like this location, the structure of my apartment, my neighbors, and even the plumbing. I can't imagine finding another one in this price range that fits my desires and needs as well as this one.

I love my recliner chair and my two chests of drawers, although I love one more than the other. I even love my desk and the second hand Haviland china that I use everyday. 

Loving what I have is important to me. The weight of my silverware makes me happy when I use it. The way my glasses feel in my hand when I drink, the heft of my coffee mug everyday, these things are so satisfying.

If I don't love something it will eventually go. I kept the dollhouse furniture, much of it is museum quality. Just looking at its miniature perfection makes me happy.

For me, having a little bit of perfect is better than a house filled with stuff.