FollowI started Marie Kondo’s “The Art of Tidying Up” from the end, because I am weird.
I know that doing it incrementally doesn’t always accomplish much.
So maybe I should read it and get rid of a lot of stuff.
I always grew up with a lot of stuff.
And I do like some being around usually.
But having a storage space I don’t even go to is probably wasting money.
And although I hate to admit it, I could use a lot less books.
And it’s odd what sparks joy. Like my old high school letterman jersey which doesn’t come close to fitting anymore.