No, that isn’t a typo. I’m referring to her.
This is Marie Kondo, the woman who wrote this.
I know. You’ve already read it. Everyone has already read it…de-cluttered their homes and changed their lives from “Hoarders” to “The Andy Griffith Show”… which means you whistle a lot and go fishing. You meditate every morning and evening and you practice Yoga in the hall outside your office.
- You’re organized.
- You’re peaceful.
- Your hair is always perfect.
- Your kids’ bedrooms are clean.
- There are no dirty dishes stacked under your bed.
- Your dog has no need to drink out of the toilet because his water dish is ALWAYS full.
- You’re confident enough to have shelves in your kitchen instead of cabinets…with cabinet doors to hide the mess.
I wish I could say the same about me, but I can’t. I didn’t read the book. I got the gist of it from Gretchen Rubin’s podcast ‘Happier’ and about 10,000 talk shows a few years ago. I thought it was an interesting concept that I could definitely subscribe to…if it doesn’t give me joy, isn’t necessary, or useful, throw it out.
I thought about throwing him out, but he’s a pretty good guy overall and he can’t help it he doesn’t bring me joy anymore.
Come to think of it, I don’t want him to BRING me Joy; I want to find her myself. That makes it much more Joyful! You know? Joy is in the journey, don’t you think?
But I digress. I was talking about cleaning, emptying my house of all those things that don’t serve any purpose anymore.
Then I started thinking about my life’s work and I realized that’s what I’ve always tried to do for people! Help them get rid of the thoughts and beliefs and patterns that no longer bring them joy, or are useful, or necessary. I began to feel pretty proud of myself for picking that particular line of work way, way before Marie Kondo thought of it.
Self-pride doesn’t really keep you busy very long. I got bored and I had to think of something to write in my post!
I looked around my office for inspiration. There is a lot of stuff in here…my little Teddy Bear from the Nasa Museum in Dayton…Nasa Ted, I call him. I love him. He brings me joy just to look at him. He’s a keeper.
There are so many books that there are stacks UNDER my desk that I accidentally kick over when I’m on a writing roll and excitedly start swinging my legs. I could get rid of those, but get rid of The Cracker Queen? Funny Side Up? Any of the six Natalie Goldberg books I own? NO THANK YOU! They stay.
My meditation bench with the only singing bowl I own and some pottery I made that actually turned out and an embroidered cloth that an exchange student from Morocco gave me and a tie-dyed kitchen towel that one of my closest friends gave me and the Wizard of Oz snow globe, movie poster, Dorothy postage stamp…Oh MY!
My office is a mess! I need to Kondo it, but where would I start? Everything in here brings me joy, inspiration, comfort. Marie would tell me to keep it. I’m sure she would.
I look around again trying to figure out where I can start Kondo-ing and realize that it isn’t at all that my office is too cluttered; it’s that my office is too small! It’s the house’s fault, not mine!
Once I figured that out, the guilt flew out the window into the stormy Ohio sky and I sat down to write this post because when I have flashes of inspiration like this…well…I just have to share them!