Friday, March 27
6:30 a.m.--Started my day [off from work] with a workout. Figured I should still get a full-day of “work” in, so I woke up to get my sweat on before I tackled the big project. And before I go to my desk-job, I workout, so why not follow the same protocol? Plus, give me a chance to clear my mind and not have to rush home right away.
8:15 a.m.--Mild anxiety. OMG really. Maybe I should clean the whole house first. Make the bed. S—t! Laundry. I didn’t do that before I took this on. Should I do it before? Is it too late? Crap crap crap. Okay, breathe, girl, it’s okay. Shower. Leave hair wet. I’m going out tonight anyways and will need another one after this task.
8:30 a.m.--Bed made. Pot of French Press made. Not tea like KonMari drinks. Whatever. I wonder what type of music she listens to? I need to shower. Where are my favorite yoga pants? Oh, right, in the laundry. –puts laundry in–
8:45 a.m.--No Lululemon Power-Y tank to be found? Oh well, I’m still not putting on a bra, it is my day off, after all.
8:55 a.m.--Back to the kitchen. Smoothie time. First cup of the press, and game plan.
I sat down, took the book and wrote on two sheets of paper. The first is the order in which she suggests to categorize.
Tops—shirts, sweaters, tanks, t-shirts, etc.
Bottoms—pants, skirts, leggings (not including the ones in the wash)
Clothes to be hung—jackets, shirts
Clothes for specific events—gym (I put this here because of my
workout schedule), swimsuits, loungewear, etc.
Magazines—OHH MY GOSH ITS TIME
On the second piece of paper I wrote the following affirmations. Some were from her book, another is a value-based intention I created with Jess Lively.
1. Thank you for giving me joy when I bought you
2. Thank you for teaching me what doesn’t suit me
3. Discard things that have outlived their purpose
4. To have a comfortably polished space.
5. The purpose of a present is to be received. Presents are not “things” but a means for conveying someone’s feelings. Thank you for the joy when I received you. The person who gave it to you wants you to feel joy. (I added this one about halfway through)
Other random notes I made:
Discard first, then put away.
Keep only the things that speak to your heart.
Approx. 9:10 a.m.--let the clean out begin
9:34 a.m.--I’m almost done emptying all (clothing) spaces. I need more coffee. I noticed a lot of my things were already by category. Does that mean I’m done? Wait, shoot, but are they? Because there’s like, other t-shirts under here. And the stuff on hangers is also considered tops. And I can’t get to this side of the bed because all of my shoes are now in the way.
9:45 a.m.--Panicking that all of my s—t is out. One more sweep just to make sure. Like what if I forgot something? She says I have to throw it out.
9:53 a.m.--Okay let’s start. Decide on “Drink in my Hand” Pandora station. I really should have bought some amaretto for my coffee…
9:57 a.m.--Welp, I just found the Lulu tank and favorite leggings…they were in the dryer. Too late now. I’m wearing another favorite pair of leggings from The Stud.
9:58 a.m.--Switched over laundry.
10:03 a.m.--Back in bedroom. First top I grabbed…black batwing from Talbots. Classic. Love. Keep. CRAP. Where do I put the pile if I can’t put anything away until I’m done? [Grabs lid from plastic container so clothes aren’t totally on ground.]
10:20 a.m.--Time for reinforcements. I need to get the donation bag started ASAP. At this point, I started recognizing clothing that elicited bad memories. Maybe from an ex-boyfriend who said my shoulders were too big for a particular sweater. Or a bad night out. Or just like, ugly and bad in general. As I do this part of the clean out, I’m throwing away a few hangers at a time. No need to store things that I don’t need.
10:29 a.m.--Wow, some of my clothes actually look sad. Like, terrible, on the hanger. I feel bad they were squished all together in my little armoire. ::donate:: oh, and why did I ever think it was okay to keep a shirt that had even the tiniest of hole in it? YOU NEVER WORE IT BECAUSE OF THE HOLE BUT YOU KEPT IT. OMG
10:45 a.m.--Oops. I just picked up a pair of cargo pants from Ruehl, which, like, isn’t even in production anymore, and I got rid of them out of order because I thought I was almost done with all of my tops…but then I remembered the storage containers full of spring and summer
Approx. 10:48 a.m.--Wow, this is going by pretty fast. And isn’t really as hard as I thought. Amazing that I didn’t like half of what I owned. I’ll be through with the whole house by the end of the day! (HAHA YEAH RIGHT…see 5:25 p.m. if you wanna know how it “ends” to stop reading here)
10:51 a.m.--Well, I think I’m done with tops—now to T-shirts. My head is starting to hurt.
10:53 a.m.--What about these dresses? Oh yeah, they are part of the hang up category
10:55 a.m.--Added gifts affirmation to my list
11:14 a.m.--DONE WITH TOPS! Oh my gosh, what do I wear on my legs…time to start bottoms
11:30 a.m.--Wow, bottoms flew by. Maybe I will get it all done. Hangers time…dresses, suits, jackets
11:43 a.m.--Hang ups done. Now…socks. [Pulls out YouTube on how to fold socks properly. Folds a pair perfectly. Folds tights perfectly.] OMG HOW AM I GOING TO GET THE STUD TO FOLD LIKE THIS. But by now, I’ve realized, my feet aren’t even big enough to own socks that are foldable. Oh well, I tried. #foldingfail [Keeps the tights folded like I had. Balls up the rest. Oh, and I found a brown pair of tights I didn’t think I owned.]
It’s accessory time. And I need a snack…
I definitely shouldn’t have left my room. I definitely shouldn’t have left my room. Walking back into it was like #$@#$!$@
12:48 p.m.--Thought I was ready for shoes…but I’m really not. I’m at specific events…but oh well, I got a load of whites in the wash in the meantime!
1:02 p.m.--Ready for shoes. Mild case of “How the F am I going to put it all away now?!”
1:14 p.m.--My head is pounding. I think I’m done.
2:05 p.m.--Still putting away my well-loved articles
2:22 p.m.--A surprise call from BFF!! Double duty time…fold clothes and talk.
2:52 p.m.--I think I’m almost there. I’m not.
3:44 p.m.--Sweep and Swiffer. Wow. I can see the bed. There was a lot of dust. I just cleaned under there, like two weeks ago!
4:00 p.m.--Laundry time again. Picked up books category around the house.
4:15 p.m.--The Stud called. Told me I needed to take a nap (bahahahaahaahah yeah, right) and that dinner is an hour earlier than I originally thought. Whoops. Or did he not tell me the right time? Or did he pad the time so I would have enough time to get ready (insert grin emoji here)? …Guess I should actually put something in my stomach to prep for booze. I settle on some toast with superberry jelly from Crofter’s Organic.
Approx.. 4:30 p.m.--Cookbooks and magazines are proving to be the hardest part. I want these for my kids. Oh wait, this cookbook from a previous position def doesn’t bring me joy. Even if it is signed…In the bin you go! Wow, these old books on wedding planning…certainly a different style back in the day. See ya never [crosses fingers that it doesn’t come back into style]
5:21 p.m.--Finally finished with books and [most] magazines and I think my eyeballs are going to bug out of my head. I still have to empty the dishwasher! I am spent. How does KonMari do it!?
5:25 p.m.--Pop some champ with my darling neighbor. I deserve this glass more than ever! As I sit back, and take a peek at my hard work, a feeling of almost-completion fills me. I actually feel accomplished…like the hardest part is over. I have successfully compiled four bags for donation, three bags of trash, and 3 plastic the bins for consignment. I can do the rest tomorrow.
Saturday, March 28
12Noon--No, I can’t do the rest today. My heartbeat is in my eyeballs, and I definitely should have had an extra glass of water at the bar last night. I need to eat. Preferably Singapore Noodles. Guess the papers will wait s’more.
8:30 p.m.--Home after a wonderful couples massage, and nice dinner with family. Does it mean that I’m officially old if I stay at home on a Saturday night to clean?
8:40 p.m.--I finished going through magazines but decided to keep all Bon Appetits that are in the bathroom. Just. Cant. Part. I love flipping back through them! Also stuck a Real Simple aside that I actually HAVE gone back and read (ha! KonMari, you said people don’t do this…don’t hate me I promise I will!)
Approx. 8:55 p.m.--CD time. I threw away a few mix CDs that I don’t know why I still had. And I had to save a bunch, because, again, there’s sometimes that moment when you need the 2003 Back to School Mix. May or may not have listened to just last year. I throw in old CDs a little less often, now, because I don’t have a car, but now that they are all categorized (see what I did there, KonMari?) and in one spot, I’ll be more likely to blast some Hootie, or The Starting Line, or whatever-I’m-in-the-mood-for when I clean the house, or am cooking. My love for music is tenfold and I love flipping back through my old cases and seeing what I listened to at the time. Okay sometimes I’m like well, that was bad music.
9:30 p.m.--The Stud alerts me that he’s going to be before me. This is the big one. I asked if he was being serious and he turned off the T.V. Wait, what? What is happening in this world? Am I really old? Decide that I’ll do the papers tomorrow.
Sunday, March 29
9:30 a.m.--Drive The Stud to boat so I can have the car to buy a new cell phone and go to consignment store to get rid of clothes.
10:15 a.m.--Arrive home. The Stud forgot key in car. Drive back.
11:00 a.m.–2:30 p.m.--PHONE NONSENSE that took up precious tidying time.
2:45 p.m.--Arrive home. Go to TOWN on all old papers. Why do I need to keep my credit card statement from 2014 to remind me of the debt I accumulated? Ew. Place in “To Shred” Bag. Old car statements? What car? I don’t own a car anymore!
3:30 p.m.--Gym then pick up The Stud from boat.
9:00 p.m.--It’s so late but I can’t stop now. Must. Keep. Going. Finish all of the papers. I know I won’t have time to make lunch for tomorrow, but at least I’ll almost be finished! Ready to sleep well tonight with (almost) nothing under the bed. No more monster clothes giving me any nightmares.
Stay tuned for Part 3—Personal Insights and Realizations and Part 4—Authentic Opinion. I don’t think there will be a Part 5, but you never know.