I read her first book about two years ago and even blogged about it here.
I’ve learned a lot since then – mainly that I live with a person who thinks every item he owns sparks joy. Yeah, he’s in denial and definitely not on board with my decluttering!
I’ve tidied his closet and chest even though Marie firmly states you can’t tidy for others. They have to come to the realization tidy is better and do it themselves. I pretty much know that will never happen and half-tidied is not an option for me. As long as I walk behind him and straighten here and there once a week we survive.
I’ve continued to encourage H to get rid of some of this furniture that is cluttering up our home. I felt I had climbed a huge mountain when he agreed to store the top of the hutch in Andrew’s storage unit – there is no room in ours – and use the bottom of the piece to house our tv. It’s perfect. I now have a whole wall almost bare and the chest will get a coat of chalk paint in the spring. (Yes! He agreed to that too. Another battle won!) I was more surprised when he said the room looked better this way.
Owning lots of books has always been my down fall, but when we moved into this small house I decided some would have to go. It wasn’t easy. Especially, since we inherited truckloads – or so it seemed – from H’s parents. Most of these books are useless, but H has a hard time letting go. I don’t see him reading any of those Sea Life magazines that are bound by year since sometime in the 60’s or The Book Of Old Ships. And those fourteen dictionaries take up a lot of room. Do we really need an Aviation Dictionary?
I have kept my copy of Burheads Confessions, a book my mother read to us on our Alaska adventure. It’s not the original but my brother gifted me with this so it’s special. There are a few more special books I’ve kept but that dream I once had of having a library in my home has flown out the window. My library is in kindle and audible form these days.
Even though I tidied a few years ago my clothing has gotten out of hand again. H is a T-shirt buyer. Whenever we attend events he thinks I need a T-shirt added to my collection. I had forty-six stored in a drawer I never opened. I kept twelve. And that is too many.
Admit it. You too have articles of clothing you “might” fit into one day. Do yourself a favor and toss those. Celebrate by buying something new when you reach that goal!
My sewing supplies and fabric stash has grown and was still not tidied as I had promised myself I would do. After two days of purging and letting go – I really did have some pieces that did not spark joy – my fabric is now neatly folded and stored in clear labeled boxes. The odds and ends of supplies such as elastic, ribbons, bobbins,and threads is another issue. I may never figure that one out!
My children still laugh when I encourage them to watch and take part in the Marie Kondo method. And they always have an excuse. When they are taken hostage in their homes by useless clutter, I’ll be the one laughing. “If you can watch Dr Pimple Popper you can watch this!”
I’ve seen so much negativity about Marie’s new series on Netflix, but the fuss and hype about the KonMarie method can be put to rest. Finally, I ran across an article that made sense. No. Marie does not want you to live with just the bare essentials such as food, water, and little clothing. Nor does she want you to burn all your books. However, whether you read her books, or watch her series, keep an open mind and you may figure out what she’s really saying.
If I keep chipping away at this long enough I think I could become a minimalist. 😬 Happy decluttering!