As some of you have gathered, we are using the KonMari Method of decluttering, which comes from the book: The Life-Changing Magic of Tidying Up: The Japanese Art of Decluttering and Organizing. I just got tired of stuff everywhere and I read a success article by a woman who sounded like my kind of messy so why not? Of course, I didn’t realize how trendy my decision was.
But I bought the book anyway and learned how to handle each item of each category to see if it brought me joy or its time in my life was over. Then I lost the book.
I lost my book on the KonMari method of tidying somewhere in my clutter. They probably should’ve included a contingency plan for this.
— Alex Iwashyna (@L8enough) May 7, 2015
Then I found the book again, but I didn’t want to get too far down this road and realize that it was impossible for a family of five to pull off or find out I just wasn’t built to look for joy in my clothes and household items. I read enough to understand how to go about the process and started with something easy: SOCKS.
I chose socks because although I have some sentimental socks from Alaska and moving socks and those-awesome-socks-that-kept-my-feet-from-freezing-off-that-one-cold-day, I haven’t been into wearing socks much even before we hit 90 degrees. I also thought it would be easier on the kids because we could decide by fit and holes and stains if they couldn’t see sock-joy.
The big kids did great. They had held each sock to feel for joy — even though they thought it was weird — and easily got rid of ones they didn’t like or fit. I kept my mouth shut because the book suggests kids don’t even tell their parents that they are KonMari-ing since it can lead to hurt feelings. (“You’re getting rid of that! I/Grandma/Someone bought that for you!”) E is a natural having nearly no attachments to clothing without the New York Giants emblem, and N is extraordinarily picky about her clothes so I can at least trust that she knows what she likes.
I struggled a bit with my own sock decisions, but I decided not to be too hard on myself when I kept a pair (or three). Scott did okay. He definitely kept more socks than I expected and got rid of a pair I bought him, but again, the book is very big on it being a personal decision so I let it be.
In the end, I went from THREE DRAWERS FULL OF SOCKS to ONE DRAWER. Yes, I am yelling that because it shocked me. I wasn’t even trying to accomplish anything because applying the Kon Mari principles to my socks.
Oh, happy day! More room in our drawers and we all have socks that we actually wear.
We’re all in now with more updates coming soon.