Surviving in the age of Marie Kondo

We are situated in the age of Marie Kondo, where “to kondo” is a verb.

In the age of materialism, “kondo-ing” makes sense; get rid of what you don’t need.

Count me in.

I acquire more than I need.

My saving grace has been the move.

Each time we engage in the move, we retire boatloads of belongings to the recycling bin.

And—because we have so little storage space—Goodwill benefits from my largesse.

But today I missed the items I donated.

I gave away all my unused household porcelain and crockery, only to find today that I have nothing to catch the water drips from the planters.

This week I found fresh herbs at the garden shop, loaded them on my bike, and cycled home.

I emptied the dead flowers and herbs from the outdoor vessels but came up short in the saucer department.

I recycled the widowed saucers—those that lost their cups to cracks and broken handles–and now I have nothing to catch the drips from my pots.

There’s not one single abandoned saucer.

All my lost saucers are now all partnered with a tea cup or a potted plant in Goodwill heaven.

Damn Marie Kondo.

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