Tidying Up

I 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.