First thing, a disclaimer. I have not read Marie Kondo’s book. My sister, however, loved it.
This morning, my friend, Tom, posted a link to an essay about KonMarie tidying and how it affected her when she got to the part of dealing with her 1,127 books. I suspect that Tom is a little bit of a hoarder. So, I think that is probably indicative of a step in a healthy direction for him.
Since I booted my second husband, I have been actively trying to live by this:
“If you want a golden rule that will fit everything, this is it: Have nothing in your houses that you do not know to be useful or believe to be beautiful.” ― William Morris (1834 -1896)
(He was, ultimately, neither useful nor beautiful.)
I found it relatively easy to purge furniture, kitchen and clothing. Although is is sometimes hard to decide if a thing is truly useless or simply rarely useful. (This is why I have bought a ginger grater twice in my life.)
Books were harder. As were DVDs. But, I eventually realized that I wasn’t actually using those things. Just storing them. Sometimes lending them. So, I sold them or gave them away. Most of them.
I do still have a couple of bookshelves. They hold books I’m not quite willing to be without. Picture books. Poetry. A couple of collections that I just can’t let go of even though I, also, own them digitally.
After I posted on FaceBook that William Morris predated Marie Kondo, Caitlyn commented that he didn’t pre-date Shinto, which is a part of her inspiration. Since I hadn’t actually read the book, I didn’t know.