Each day this week I was preparing for it to be the last time I was able to hit the Minsgame goal for the day.

I’ve gone through every drawer, container, closet (to be fair, I only have one), and my car at least twice. I have heavily exercised the Minimalist’s 20/20 rule (if you can replace the item in less than 20 minutes for less than $20 and you don’t need it now, let it go). I have spread things in front of me and questioned if they still brought me joy or just memories of past joy.

I finally feel like I’m done.

Part of me has been hung up on trying to match what people like The Minimalists have. I wanted the least I could still be content and happy with. But I was getting caught up in the number of things everyone owned – the exact things that filled their space and lives.

It’s not about the number.

It’s about cutting out the excess so my space, and my life, is about what I want it to be.

I made it through day 22 with physical items (and I only partially regretted the harsh rules I set out for myself at the beginning). I’m happy with how I did. I pushed through the difficult days, and I’m finally at a place where I don’t feel like more needs to go. I found my stopping point, my current equilibrium.

I could likely be more harsh. I could live with less. I could cut to the bare essentials, but I don’t feel the need to. I am happy having a few extra pairs of socks and to not have to wash clothes in the sink after I go for a run.

I am content and at peace with what I have.

This week I got rid of more than 148 physical things and hopefully the constant, lurking feeling that I have too much.

So what am I going to do for week four?

I’m attacking my digital clutter.