It’s no secret among those who know me well that I seem to spend a Great Deal of Time cleaning up. Yet, it would be fair to say, I always seem to be in a bit of a mess. When everything is looking good it’s at least a few percentage points worse on the “My home is a temple” scale than it was the last time I cleaned up.
It’s true that as a kid my dad gave me a t-shirt that said I’m not messy, I’m creative. It had a cute Boynton pig on it all covered in paint. He also snipped a Hagar the Horrible cartoon for me that said something like “Oh I see you’ve finally tidied your room” … and all the stuff was in a big pile outside the window. As if I’d do that. I used to sweep it all under the bed.
The very best cleanups occur prior to my mother-in-law visiting. She’s great, I like her a lot… which might be why I put in an extra million miles of effort. Just so I can go, “Sorry about the mess, been so busy”. Ha. She knows this. I’ve told her. She’s that kind of good.
So anyway… I saw write-ups for “the life-changing art of tidying up”. Then I saw this YouTube by the author, Marie Kondo. She is cute as a button. I just know if she came to my house we would be friends forever. After I revived her from the shock of seeing my messy piles-o-stuff universe. And after she rescued me from under a toppled mountain of mess.
Yes, I’ve ordered the book. How could I not?