Tidying Up and Proud of It

barry currin, stories of a world gone mad, beaverdamusa.comI’m always wanting to simplify my life. A big part of that is to reduce the stuff that surrounds me, both at home and at work.

I don’t seek to be a minimalist by any means, but I could get by with lots less stuff than I have.

Kim feels the same way, but not as much as I do.

I’m compelled to believe it’s a gender thing.

Beyond that, it seems when she’s in the mood to get rid of some things, the fourth quarter is about to start in a tie game, and vice-versa.

Kim has a vast collection of cookbooks.

The other day, I walked in the kitchen, and she was scouring the shelves. She had a couple in her hands. A couple more were on the kitchen island.

“Have you heard of Marie Kondo?” she said.

After realizing she was not talking about the person who does the frozen meals, I told her I had not, to which she replied, “I think I want her book. It’s all about getting rid of things you don’t need and getting organized.”

Marie has a television series called “Tidying Up.” It’s the latest flavor of the month on Netflix.

Since Kim had already freed up 6 inches of shelf space before even reading the book or watching the show, I was intrigued.

She suggested we watch the first episode.

Normally, I’m not much of a person to watch TV during the day. But I didn’t have anything real pressing, and we were currently getting our 30th inch of rain for the day, so I agreed.

We ended up binge-watching the whole series over one weekend.

In case you’re unfamiliar, here’s the premise of the show.

Marie is Japanese. Her smile is huge and constant. She’s quite charming. Since she speaks little English, she takes an interpreter with her to the peoples’ house, where she shows them how to tidy up the space from the sock drawer to the garage.

The show has many of the trite reality show set-ups. There’s almost always some kind of conflict or uneasiness among the guests. 

The couples call each other “babe” a lot, which suggests to me they are ready to rip out each other’s hair.

Marie goes to work after she gets on her knees in the floor and — in very Asian fashion — introduces herself to the house.

This is where you think I am going to start making fun of the whole thing.

That’s where you’d be wrong.

As I was watching the first episode, I began to think about the way I arrange my clothes. I got this itch to make my clothes storage look more like the way she was showing the people how to do it.

I was sure I could free up some space.

As soon as the first episode was over, I dumped my socks on the bed.

On top of all my dress socks, I probably had 30 pair of athletic socks. I have no idea why. An athlete doesn’t even need 30 pair of athletic socks.

I folded them just like she did, and voila, I cleaned out a whole drawer.

Marie says we should thank the clothes we are tossing aside for allowing us to wear them.

I couldn’t go that far.

I rarely talk to my clothes, except when I ask my pants why they keep shrinking.

About Barry Currin

Barry tries to be funny and poignant, and he's usually satisfied when he succeeds with one or the other. (Being both is awesome. And sometimes that happens.) Email him: currin01@gmail.com

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