Being a bit random…

by missmaudy

While I was on my cleaning spree during my week off, I had a bit of a look at that KonMari business –  I’ve mostly been amused and irritated by it all –  it seemed a bit of a long winded and ridiculous way of saying just chuck out half your stuff whether you think you’ll use it or not and don’t replace it. (Hello, landfill). And only keeping things that give you joy. Nana’s lace doilies give me joy. I don’t need them. I’m not chucking them. Same goes for mum’s wedding silver. Which she gave me because she didn’t want it. Ok, so you can give away heirlooms as long as it’s to family members! Anyway, one of my imaginary friends did the folding thing with her kids’ clothes and it got me to thinking a little bit about the state of our drawers.

So, I watched a few videos  and read a couple more articles and thought “fuck it, I’ll give it a whirl”, and  tipped everything out of my big drawers. You’re supposed to collect *all* your clothes and do it all at once, but pfft. When have I ever followed the instructions, and hey – tipping out two drawers seemed like a manageable place to start with only an hour before time to start dinner. I chucked out six tshirts and a matching hoodie and trackies (I don’t do matchy. Ever.) and like magic, I had an empty half a drawer where both were full to over flowing.

The main principle of this thing (as far as clothes go) is vertical folding. I live in man’s land with three chaps who look with their hands and not with their eyes and thus trash their wardrobes with great frequency. I extended my sample of three to a much more scientific five by adding my step-father *and* another friend’s husband. Five swirlers of clothes out of a sample of five… Hmmm. That’s a very significant result, particularly if you consider that three out of three ladies also surveyed do not swirl. Vertical folding means you can see all the things at once. Cost benefit analysis conducted… And the extra fifteen minutes of folding a week seemed like a small price to pay for creating something they could keep tidy. (Set up cost ignored because I usually go through their wardrobes properly each school holidays).

So, based on the experience of sorting out my two drawers, I proceeded to KonMari the fuck out of everyone’s wardrobes. End result is a gigantic bathtub full of clothes that I have to sort out at some point; and three weeks down the track, the kids wardrobes are still tidy. Like, *really* tidy. This is the longest a cull/tidy has ever lasted. Even Reg’s clothes are still neat after two weeks. It’s a miracle.

One benefit of doing this is that it was really easy to see what clothes I actually need:

  1. Plain black t-shirt (short sleeves)
  2. Plain white t-shirt (short sleeves)
  3. Denim skirt that’s not hooker length or nana length (just above my knee, not just below the front of my bum!)
  4. Shorts of some kind that are also not hooker length or nana length.

Which totally explains the cute as spotty white shirt that um. Followed me home today. Oops. It was 50% off the reduced price. Virtually free.

And clothes I don’t need – looking at you, bike shorts thingies I wear under skirts. I have TEN PAIRS. I really thought I had four. And socks. I have enough socks. And I can probably by-pass the striped t-shirts as well. It has the potential to save me a fortune. Probably. As long as I avoid Sportscraft when they have that 50% off all the reduced things sale…

I still want to look at my hand bag collection. I have about ten, I use two. Maybe three. And I didn’t look at my ‘work bottoms’ (skirts and pants – I’m pretty sure I still wear most of them, but you never know.)

Apparently, books are next. I like my books. They give me joy. There’s a few though that could be rehomed if I think about it…