Last week, my life was taken over by a book. Actually, it’s still being taken over. I’m obsessed.
The book is The Life-Changing Magic of Tidying Up by Marie Kondo, and I first remember reading about her late last year, in an article in the NY Times about kissing your socks goodbye (just read the article..or better yet, the book).
I finally downloaded Tiding Up last week, and devoured it all in one evening (and into the wee hours of the morning). Actually, I’ve read it twice so far – the first time I read it, I wanted to get to all the information so fast, I found myself skimming and skipping paragraphs. So I read it a second time this weekend, just to make sure I didn’t miss any gems.
Okay, I’m beginning to sound a bit loony, but this book has changed my entire view of organizing and not to exaggerate…but even my life. I’ve always liked really clean, neat spaces with minimal clutter. I grew up in a house like that. My mom is one of the only people in the world by I know by the way, who instinctively keeps her house the way that Marie Kondo recommends, and who I’d say doesn’t need to read her book.
Anyway, I’ve always had an “idea” of the kind of space I’d want to live in. And I know what I’m drawn to. But my own apartment…has never felt that way.
Enter Marie Kondo and Tidying Up. I don’t want to give away the book, and you’d honestly just have to read it for the full effect, but I distilled three important lessons for myself from it: Continue Reading