

Marie Kondo’s recent statement on tidying (or lack thereof) sparked joy for me.
In case you’ve never heard of her, Kondo is a professional neat freak organizing consultant. She’s Japanese. She’s adorable. Her poops smell like roses. She’s literally the visual manifestation of order.
…That is until child number three, apparently.
“Up until now, I was a professional tidier, so I did my best to keep my home tidy at all times. I have kind of given up on that in a good way for me. Now I realize what is important to me is enjoying spending time with my children at home,” Kondo said.
I love this statement for a couple reasons.
First, I think it’s admirable that she’s being honest about struggling with organization in the wake of having a third child in 2021. She very easily could have kept up a front and pretended her life was perfect to maintain her professional persona. But instead, she openly admits kids are messy little monsters that are destroying her house (in a polite, very Kondo kinda of way). I think that’s cool.
Second, I like that she is focusing her attention on quality time with family rather than having a perfect home. A clean house is great, but that won’t be what kids remember when they are adults. They will remember an attentive mother, however.
Now I’m just wondering if she came to this enlightened mindset peacefully, or if she had to beat the kids with a Swiffer a few times before she chilled. That we will probably never know.
Either way, girl’s got priorities. And that’s something this slob can certainly appreciate.
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Kids and grandkids will do that to a person. My wife is a neat freak with major obsessive-compulsive tendencies. I collect things (hoarder). I have the typical attorney’s office both home and outside office where you can see a lot of trees were destroyed. We have been married 31 years. Last fall I finally got the garage clean enough for my wife to get her car into it. It is/was mostly tools. We redo houses in our spare time. Kids borrow tools, I cannot find tools when I need them, so I buy new tools. Simple.
Anyway, like I tell my wife, 31 years ago I made the best decision of my life, she on the other hand is still living with the consequences of her bad decision making. I thank God everyday she is patient. It has been many a night when I have woken up to see her standing over me and lovingly fluffing my pillow.
Kurt, I think you and I are incarnations of the same person who (by coincidence) married different incarnations of the same woman. And, we both did it about 31 years ago. I can relate !