We still have too much stuff


The moment we decided to live in an RV, I thought the hardest part was going to be the purge.

We were living in 2,000 square feet and moving into a 400-square-foot fifth wheel. That gap meant selling, donating, or throwing away nearly everything we owned: furniture, tools, clothes, kitchen gadgets, boxes of stuff we hadn't opened since the last move.

It was painful and exhausting.

There were moments where Marissa and I looked at each other and genuinely wondered what we were doing.

But we got through it. We moved in. And I remember feeling this real sense of relief, like the hard part was finally behind us.

We'd earned the right to live light. From here on out, we were minimalists. One and done.

Looking back, I don't know if anything could be further from the truth.

Ten Years Later

Living in a small space is still hard. Not "I want to quit" hard, but genuinely, consistently hard. The stuff creeps back in. Drawers fill. Closets tighten.

If you're not actively working against it, the space you thought would feel like freedom starts to feel like a prison.

The real skill isn't the purge. Anyone can gut a house once. The real skill is staying downsized.

Here's what I wish someone had told us before we started:

Downsizing isn't a destination.
It's a habit you have to keep showing up for.

We are wired to fill the space we have

You gut the house. You have the garage sale. You get emotionally destroyed letting go of things like your grandmother's dining room table. And then you drive away and tell yourself, "I'll never accumulate that much again."

And you mean it. You really do.

But it doesn't matter. Give us 2,000 square feet and we fill 2,000 square feet. Give us 400 square feet and, left unchecked, we'll fill that too.

Except in 400 square feet, the consequences are immediate. An overloaded drawer becomes a safety issue. A full closet becomes a weight problem. A pile on the floor becomes a family argument at midnight when someone trips over it.

We thought the purge would reset us permanently. It didn't. It just reset us temporarily.

Downsizing is a muscle

Nobody works their way up to running a marathon, sits around for a year without running, and then expects to run a marathon a year later. We know maintaining fitness is a daily practice: drinking water, watching what we eat, getting cardio in. We build habits. We accept that the work doesn't end.

But somehow we expect downsizing to be different.
One brutal purge, and we're done.

That's not how it works. And once Marissa and I accepted that, everything changed. Instead of trying to "be downsized," we started building the habits that keep us there.

We call them our three boundaries. After ten-plus years, they're the reason we're still on the road.

1. A place for everything and everything in its place

In a house, if something doesn't have a home, it's fine. You work around it. You walk past it for a month.

In 400 square feet, if something doesn't have a designated place, it alters your entire life.

It's in the walkway.
It's blocking the counter.
Someone wakes up the whole family at 2 AM because they tripped over it in the dark.

This boundary is first because it filters everything else. Before we bring anything in, we ask: where does it live? If we can't answer that, it doesn't come in.

Marissa wanted a Berkey water filter for years. Stylish, stainless steel, and all the cool RVers had one.

But a Berkey takes either floor space or counter space, and in our RV it would have eaten 15% of our counter.

So we compromised. Under-the-sink filter. Same great water, zero footprint. Not as hip. But functional.

In a house, you'd just buy the Berkey. In an RV, function beats style every time.

2. 80% is full

Once a drawer hits 80% capacity, it's full. Closet at 80%? Full. Pantry at 80%? Full.

That 20% buffer keeps us under weight limits, keeps things from falling out when we're rolling down the highway, and keeps us from buying duplicates of things already buried in the back of a cabinet.

We've actually bought things we already owned because an overstuffed pantry had hidden them from us. That's the kind of quiet chaos an overfilled RV creates.

3. The six-month rule

If we haven't used something in six months and can't see ourselves using it in the next six months, it goes.

Doesn't matter if it's in great shape. Doesn't matter what we paid for it. Doesn't matter if there's a memory attached to it.

An RV is too small for things we kind of like or might possibly use someday. We only have room for things we love and actually need.

This one is emotionally hard. But it's the boundary that creates breathing room.


These three boundaries haven't made downsizing easy. But they've made it manageable. They've given us a system to come back to every time the space starts creeping toward chaos, which it always does.

We've watched other RVers hit the road full of excitement and burn out within a year. Not because of breakdowns or finances, but because the friction of a cluttered small space slowly wore them down.

That won't be you if you build (and keep building) those downsizing muscles 💪.

What about you?
Which of these three boundaries (or your own) would help you take the next step in your RV Journey?
Reply and let me know. While I can't reply to everyone, I ready every response and love hearing from you.

Until next time, see you down the road!

— Nathan


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