My husband tells me he will “KonMari” his closet. Slowly, in his own way, employing some complicated system of discarding one item one day, two the next, then three, and so on. Only just begun, he assures me that the end result will be as dramatic as Marie Kondo’s magical tidying.
How would it be to take your keen tendency toward tidy and, in no time, have your name become a verb! People either swear by Kondo’s methods or absolutely dismiss them (and you can probably see the difference in their houses). She loses me with her book ruthlessness, but I try with clothes and get most hung up by sentimental things (although I think she allows a few such items if they “spark joy.”)
But hearing my husband’s plan, I thought I should KonMari my workroom, specially the drawer of little drawings I have from all these years of the blog. What sparks joy? Then it occurred to me that this summer I might delve into that archive and select related images for some posts.
And so here we are into June – the last international postcard sent to my young friend as she headed home – and then some remixes.
And I’m wishing you wonderful summer days!
I am inspired to go remove an item from my closet! And to remember to sow some foxglove seeds next year.
Yes to both. And suddenly I wonder what kind of gardener KonMari would be!
Spare, very spare. A few rocks and some raked sand
Ooh – “KonMari!” I tried rolling my socks and organizing them to give them joy, and that lasted about one day. At any rate, it’s always good to be inspired by the urge to de-clutter, and I’m glad it will lead you to pull out old paintings and drawings and share them with us.
I think you are supposed to get joy. Or maybe only roll the socks that give you joy – you know, the ones with mates and without holes!