The Life-Changing Magic of Tidying Up: The Japanese Art of Decluttering and Organizing #2

Today I did step 1 in Marie Kondo’s 7 steps of tidying up. I dumped all my clothing, shoes, bags, etc onto my bed and touched each one. I decided one-by-one whether an item brings me joy, and said thank you and goodbye to the ones that don’t.

Keeping My Joy

I touched every item, as prescribed. Except my sequin cocktail dress, which is in a garment bag, but I already knew I was keeping that. It brings me joy. ✨

It might seem weird that I kept my cycling clothes despite no longer having a bike. A few months ago, in a gorgeous Washington state forest I backed into a giant tree. My beloved road bike was smashed 🙁 But my cycling clothes still bring me joy individually because of their memories and potential for future riding. I’m sure I’ll get a great bike again.

My wardrobe was already not large, so I almost exclusively had things I really like. Being a minimalist living in a small RV for a year can do that, I guess.

Marie Kondo Clothing Folding

When it came to folding, I enjoyed it and found it easy. But I couldn’t bring myself to fold the socks her way. Or underwear. Or bras. This sounds like I’m not even trying, I know, buy she may have had drawers or lots of space to spare, and I don’t. There’s no where to display bras and undies cutely. Plus I don’t have the padded-underwire style bras anyway. So I folded my socks (didn’t roll them) and folded my bras & undies best I could to fit where I had room.

My organized boxes after Marie Kondo clothing tidying: by type, then color, folded and standing upright.

Letting Go

As previously mentioned, I am a minimalist, and I live in an RV. So I didn’t expect there to be much to get rid of. In the end, I got rid of about a half of a 16 gallon trash bag worth of “clothing” category items.

I finally unloaded those shoes that everyone compliments me on, but I don’t like much. Also a running shirt that has a stain on it that makes me feel dumpy. Which is interesting, because it was 1 of only 2 short sleeved running shirts that I had. But I really like the one I still have!

One of Marie’s rules is that if you forget to bring an item to the pile before you start, then you don’t keep it. Exceptions can be made only if something is in the laundry.

As it turns out, I forgot to bring my only belt to the clothing pile. Welp, I guess I won’t be needing that anymore. After thinking about it, I realized I don’t even like that belt. I just used it when I felt ugly in an ill-fitting outfit. It almost strikes me as wild to consider, but- I won’t be wearing clothes I hate anymore. So that belt is useless.

I finally gave myself permission to let go of things I didn’t like. Which was hard, because I still have my ex-homeless/long-term poverty “what if I need this someday” baggage. I’ve worked on it for years, and this feels like I just graduated to the next level of letting-go.

Step 1 ✔️ Done

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