I am barely recognizing myself this weekend. First, I spent a Friday night IN READING! To be fair, I did consume three glasses of vino too…
But I started reading the book The Life-Changing Magic of Tidying Up: The Japanese Art of Decluttering and Organizing by Marie Kondo. I’ve heard a little about it but bought it last week because I fell into the Target shop-hole and bought everything in sight.
It’s a great book and fast read (me, likey that) and Marie pretty much convinced me that I need to get my shit together and get rid of things to make more space for life. It’s a great philosophy actually, at first I was like yeah, right. But she’s pretty good. Instead of the constant struggle of keeping your home clean, you need to just get rid of the things in your way and let go. Supposedly by doing this, you will never have to worry about cluttering up your place again. But we’ll see how that goes!
So, okay, step one: Get rid of unneeded energy. I don’t know about you but I’ve always had a tough time letting things go. I’ve gotten a lot better after moving over five times in the past eight years. In fact, I will throw things out just so I don’t have to deal with it and bring it to my next apartment. Maria teaches you that you should be choosing what you WANT to keep, not what you want to get rid of. When you start throwing things out she says, “take each item in one’s hand and ask: “Does this spark joy” If it does, keep it. If not, dispose of it.” Okay, that sounds extremely dramatic, but it worked. I kid you not. Like, when I held a tank that I used to wear to college parties, yeah – I could let that one go because all I could think about was drinking jungle juice in that top. Which is a fantastic memory, just not in the place I am in life anymore (even though I still consume Barton’s almost every weekend).
Okay, so we got the deed down, throw things away you don’t feel sparks of joy for you anymore. Next, where the ef to begin? HAVE YOU SEEN MY HOARDS OF CLOTHES, BOXES, THINGS, MARIA?!
Maria says to start with clothes first, then books, papers, misc, and lastly, mementos. I thought, clothes – that’s easy. I have so many that I don’t wear. TONS of college shirts, hand-me-downs, etc. Bring it, Maria. So I went at it Saturday morning (again, who am I this weekend? Being productive on a Saturday morning??) I should mention that you have to start with tops and bottoms first, then work down the line to things like handbags and shoes. That’s the catch when “tidying up”, you can’t just become a clean machine, you have to do it in steps and don’t get ahead of yourself. So I started with clothes: tops, shorts, bottoms (not jeans), and shoes. That’s all I could handle.
I don’t have a before pic of my dresser drawers, but let me explain that every time I did all my laundry I could barely fit my PJ tops and bottoms in drawers. They overflowed. I started here because it was easiest. I don’t feel as much connection to these clothes so I went through it in like 30 minutes. This is all going bye-bye…
BOOM SHAKA LAKA
So much win right there. I was like, wow. That was easy! OH! I forgot to mention another rule: no listening to music or TV when doing this process. Gotta connect with the threads. 😉
Next up, the scary closet. Here are the before pictures (don’t judge, I live a busy lifestyle). Kidding. I’m just a slob. MOM. DON’T. LOOK.
Pretty scary, right? It really wasn’t though! It was awesome! To be fair a lot of those clothes I already knew were going to Goodwill, I just hadn’t organized yet. I didn’t keep a timer on this, but it honestly didn’t take as long as I thought it would. Maybe about an hour?
I would be lying if I said I didn’t have a couple struggles in there. I put those to the side, but by the end everything was looking so clean it was easy to say, nah. I don’t need that. This looks too good and I don’t want to add you back in here to clutter it back up! You know what I realized though? I owned some clothes that were just “safe” pieces. Like a long dress that I didn’t even really like, but it was an easy dress to wear when I needed something more dressed up and would cover up if I felt bloated or wasn’t in shape. I got rid of it. Because I realized it was in a way, negative energy. I also got rid of those clothes that I was saving for when I slimmed down. You know those ones. An article of clothing that you own to hopefully fit in perfectly one day or if it’s just a “safe item” – get rid of it. It doesn’t make you happy.
Alas, here’s what happened. (P.S. Don’t vacuum marks make a place look super clean?)
CAN YOU BELIEVE THIS!!!!??? Seriously, get this book. It’s worth it. Here’s what I have SO FAR for things to get rid of (ignore all the extra clutter around it, that’s a whole other day’s worth of work…)
Peace, love, and declutter.