The Magic of Tidying Up If you haven't worn your shoes lately, thank them for their hard work and consider letting them go. "It is natural for me to say thank-you to the goods that support us," says Marie Kondo, the author of The Life-Changing Magic of Tidying Up. Her method of connecting with belongings that “spark joy” and saying goodbye to the rest is popular all over the world. Kondo's method encourages a one-time rapid and dramatic organizing event. For her, tidying is to thank anything that doesn't“spark joy” and send them to a more appreciative owner. The results can be life-changing. People suddenly find themselves surrounded by things that provide clarity(简洁). Even her book, Kondo says, should be thrown away when it's no longer needed. Kondo suggested starting with clothes, then books, then documents, and last and most difficult, photos and mementos(纪念品). Instead of deciding what to get rid of, she says, the focus should be on what to keep: things that spark joy or are truly necessary. After joyfully sending away mountains of unneeded or unloved belongings, Kondo turns to organizing what is left. The key is storing things mostly in drawers, arranged so that everything can be seen at a glance and nothing is stacked. So T-shirts and socks (the ones you've kept because they make you happy) are rolled and arranged beautifully. Kondo has been fond of tidying since she was five, enjoying arranging shoes and pencils while other kids played outside. She believes the inside of a house should be a place where there are no unnecessary things, and our thoughts become clear. It is the place where we appreciate all the things that support us. It is where we review and rethink about ourselves.Kondo says clothes are the items to be thrown away first.

The Magic of Tidying Up If you haven't worn your shoes lately, thank them for their hard work and consider letting them go. "It is natural for me to say thank-you to the goods that support us," says Marie Kondo, the author of The Life-Changing Magic of Tidying Up. Her method of connecting with belongings that “spark joy” and saying goodbye to the rest is popular all over the world. Kondo's method encourages a one-time rapid and dramatic organizing event. For her, tidying is to thank anything that doesn't“spark joy” and send them to a more appreciative owner. The results can be life-changing. People suddenly find themselves surrounded by things that provide clarity(简洁). Even her book, Kondo says, should be thrown away when it's no longer needed. Kondo suggested starting with clothes, then books, then documents, and last and most difficult, photos and mementos(纪念品). Instead of deciding what to get rid of, she says, the focus should be on what to keep: things that spark joy or are truly necessary. After joyfully sending away mountains of unneeded or unloved belongings, Kondo turns to organizing what is left. The key is storing things mostly in drawers, arranged so that everything can be seen at a glance and nothing is stacked. So T-shirts and socks (the ones you've kept because they make you happy) are rolled and arranged beautifully. Kondo has been fond of tidying since she was five, enjoying arranging shoes and pencils while other kids played outside. She believes the inside of a house should be a place where there are no unnecessary things, and our thoughts become clear. It is the place where we appreciate all the things that support us. It is where we review and rethink about ourselves.Deciding what to send away is more important than what to keep.

The Magic of Tidying Up If you haven't worn your shoes lately, thank them for their hard work and consider letting them go. "It is natural for me to say thank-you to the goods that support us," says Marie Kondo, the author of The Life-Changing Magic of Tidying Up. Her method of connecting with belongings that “spark joy” and saying goodbye to the rest is popular all over the world. Kondo's method encourages a one-time rapid and dramatic organizing event. For her, tidying is to thank anything that doesn't“spark joy” and send them to a more appreciative owner. The results can be life-changing. People suddenly find themselves surrounded by things that provide clarity(简洁). Even her book, Kondo says, should be thrown away when it's no longer needed. Kondo suggested starting with clothes, then books, then documents, and last and most difficult, photos and mementos(纪念品). Instead of deciding what to get rid of, she says, the focus should be on what to keep: things that spark joy or are truly necessary. After joyfully sending away mountains of unneeded or unloved belongings, Kondo turns to organizing what is left. The key is storing things mostly in drawers, arranged so that everything can be seen at a glance and nothing is stacked. So T-shirts and socks (the ones you've kept because they make you happy) are rolled and arranged beautifully. Kondo has been fond of tidying since she was five, enjoying arranging shoes and pencils while other kids played outside. She believes the inside of a house should be a place where there are no unnecessary things, and our thoughts become clear. It is the place where we appreciate all the things that support us. It is where we review and rethink about ourselves.T-shirts should be kept one upon another in drawers.

The Magic of Tidying Up If you haven't worn your shoes lately, thank them for their hard work and consider letting them go. "It is natural for me to say thank-you to the goods that support us," says Marie Kondo, the author of The Life-Changing Magic of Tidying Up. Her method of connecting with belongings that “spark joy” and saying goodbye to the rest is popular all over the world. Kondo's method encourages a one-time rapid and dramatic organizing event. For her, tidying is to thank anything that doesn't“spark joy” and send them to a more appreciative owner. The results can be life-changing. People suddenly find themselves surrounded by things that provide clarity(简洁). Even her book, Kondo says, should be thrown away when it's no longer needed. Kondo suggested starting with clothes, then books, then documents, and last and most difficult, photos and mementos(纪念品). Instead of deciding what to get rid of, she says, the focus should be on what to keep: things that spark joy or are truly necessary. After joyfully sending away mountains of unneeded or unloved belongings, Kondo turns to organizing what is left. The key is storing things mostly in drawers, arranged so that everything can be seen at a glance and nothing is stacked. So T-shirts and socks (the ones you've kept because they make you happy) are rolled and arranged beautifully. Kondo has been fond of tidying since she was five, enjoying arranging shoes and pencils while other kids played outside. She believes the inside of a house should be a place where there are no unnecessary things, and our thoughts become clear. It is the place where we appreciate all the things that support us. It is where we review and rethink about ourselves.Kondo became interested in tidying at the age of five.

The Magic of Tidying Up If you haven't worn your shoes lately, thank them for their hard work and consider letting them go. "It is natural for me to say thank-you to the goods that support us," says Marie Kondo, the author of The Life-Changing Magic of Tidying Up. Her method of connecting with belongings that “spark joy” and saying goodbye to the rest is popular all over the world. Kondo's method encourages a one-time rapid and dramatic organizing event. For her, tidying is to thank anything that doesn't“spark joy” and send them to a more appreciative owner. The results can be life-changing. People suddenly find themselves surrounded by things that provide clarity(简洁). Even her book, Kondo says, should be thrown away when it's no longer needed. Kondo suggested starting with clothes, then books, then documents, and last and most difficult, photos and mementos(纪念品). Instead of deciding what to get rid of, she says, the focus should be on what to keep: things that spark joy or are truly necessary. After joyfully sending away mountains of unneeded or unloved belongings, Kondo turns to organizing what is left. The key is storing things mostly in drawers, arranged so that everything can be seen at a glance and nothing is stacked. So T-shirts and socks (the ones you've kept because they make you happy) are rolled and arranged beautifully. Kondo has been fond of tidying since she was five, enjoying arranging shoes and pencils while other kids played outside. She believes the inside of a house should be a place where there are no unnecessary things, and our thoughts become clear. It is the place where we appreciate all the things that support us. It is where we review and rethink about ourselves.Kondo's own house is small but clean.

The Magic of Tidying Up If you haven't worn your shoes lately, thank them for their hard work and consider letting them go. "It is natural for me to say thank-you to the goods that support us," says Marie Kondo, the author of The Life-Changing Magic of Tidying Up. Her method of connecting with belongings that “spark joy” and saying goodbye to the rest is popular all over the world. Kondo's method encourages a one-time rapid and dramatic organizing event. For her, tidying is to thank anything that doesn't“spark joy” and send them to a more appreciative owner. The results can be life-changing. People suddenly find themselves surrounded by things that provide clarity(简洁). Even her book, Kondo says, should be thrown away when it's no longer needed. Kondo suggested starting with clothes, then books, then documents, and last and most difficult, photos and mementos(纪念品). Instead of deciding what to get rid of, she says, the focus should be on what to keep: things that spark joy or are truly necessary. After joyfully sending away mountains of unneeded or unloved belongings, Kondo turns to organizing what is left. The key is storing things mostly in drawers, arranged so that everything can be seen at a glance and nothing is stacked. So T-shirts and socks (the ones you've kept because they make you happy) are rolled and arranged beautifully. Kondo has been fond of tidying since she was five, enjoying arranging shoes and pencils while other kids played outside. She believes the inside of a house should be a place where there are no unnecessary things, and our thoughts become clear. It is the place where we appreciate all the things that support us. It is where we review and rethink about ourselves.Kondo believes a well-organized house makes people's mind clear.

The Grand in GrandmotherWhen I was growing up, my parents took teaching jobs in a remote town, leaving me in the care of my grandmother.Nanay, as we called her, did not hug or kiss children. Her tongue was sharp and her words harsh. She was a tyrant(独裁者)， but she was there. As early as I could remember, Nanay had always been a part of my life. I believed grandmothers lived forever.She taught me many lessons, though I often ignored them. Nanay urged me never to accept second-best. For her,“good enough" was never enough, from the grades you bring home from school to the service you receive in restaurants. When I was 13， Nanay sent me to Manila to attend high school, and I stayed there for university. I came back each summer, but after I got married the visits became less frequent. Soon all of her grandchildren had moved out.Nanay was left on her own. In her letters to me, she wrote of how lonely she was, but I never made the effort to spend more time with her.Nanay died last year. She was 83. After the funeral, I went to our old house. Grandmother had kept so many things from my childhood: the toys; the letters I wrote home in my high school and university years, either asking for more rice or thanking her for sending fruit. Photos of her grandchildren were on display in the living room.When I visited her grave and reflected on all her birthdays I had allowed to pass, I was filled with sorrow. I thought about all the stories she never got a chance to tell me, about her life, about the girl she once had been, about the town I left behind. It occurred to me that perhaps she did not tell me because I did not know how to ask.The author was left in the care of Nanay because ____.

The Grand in GrandmotherWhen I was growing up, my parents took teaching jobs in a remote town, leaving me in the care of my grandmother.Nanay, as we called her, did not hug or kiss children. Her tongue was sharp and her words harsh. She was a tyrant(独裁者)， but she was there. As early as I could remember, Nanay had always been a part of my life. I believed grandmothers lived forever.She taught me many lessons, though I often ignored them. Nanay urged me never to accept second-best. For her,“good enough" was never enough, from the grades you bring home from school to the service you receive in restaurants. When I was 13， Nanay sent me to Manila to attend high school, and I stayed there for university. I came back each summer, but after I got married the visits became less frequent. Soon all of her grandchildren had moved out.Nanay was left on her own. In her letters to me, she wrote of how lonely she was, but I never made the effort to spend more time with her.Nanay died last year. She was 83. After the funeral, I went to our old house. Grandmother had kept so many things from my childhood: the toys; the letters I wrote home in my high school and university years, either asking for more rice or thanking her for sending fruit. Photos of her grandchildren were on display in the living room.When I visited her grave and reflected on all her birthdays I had allowed to pass, I was filled with sorrow. I thought about all the stories she never got a chance to tell me, about her life, about the girl she once had been, about the town I left behind. It occurred to me that perhaps she did not tell me because I did not know how to ask.In his childhood, the author thought that Nanay was ____.

The Grand in GrandmotherWhen I was growing up, my parents took teaching jobs in a remote town, leaving me in the care of my grandmother.Nanay, as we called her, did not hug or kiss children. Her tongue was sharp and her words harsh. She was a tyrant(独裁者)， but she was there. As early as I could remember, Nanay had always been a part of my life. I believed grandmothers lived forever.She taught me many lessons, though I often ignored them. Nanay urged me never to accept second-best. For her,“good enough" was never enough, from the grades you bring home from school to the service you receive in restaurants. When I was 13， Nanay sent me to Manila to attend high school, and I stayed there for university. I came back each summer, but after I got married the visits became less frequent. Soon all of her grandchildren had moved out.Nanay was left on her own. In her letters to me, she wrote of how lonely she was, but I never made the effort to spend more time with her.Nanay died last year. She was 83. After the funeral, I went to our old house. Grandmother had kept so many things from my childhood: the toys; the letters I wrote home in my high school and university years, either asking for more rice or thanking her for sending fruit. Photos of her grandchildren were on display in the living room.When I visited her grave and reflected on all her birthdays I had allowed to pass, I was filled with sorrow. I thought about all the stories she never got a chance to tell me, about her life, about the girl she once had been, about the town I left behind. It occurred to me that perhaps she did not tell me because I did not know how to ask.According to the author, Nanay ____.

The Grand in GrandmotherWhen I was growing up, my parents took teaching jobs in a remote town, leaving me in the care of my grandmother.Nanay, as we called her, did not hug or kiss children. Her tongue was sharp and her words harsh. She was a tyrant(独裁者)， but she was there. As early as I could remember, Nanay had always been a part of my life. I believed grandmothers lived forever.She taught me many lessons, though I often ignored them. Nanay urged me never to accept second-best. For her,“good enough" was never enough, from the grades you bring home from school to the service you receive in restaurants. When I was 13， Nanay sent me to Manila to attend high school, and I stayed there for university. I came back each summer, but after I got married the visits became less frequent. Soon all of her grandchildren had moved out.Nanay was left on her own. In her letters to me, she wrote of how lonely she was, but I never made the effort to spend more time with her.Nanay died last year. She was 83. After the funeral, I went to our old house. Grandmother had kept so many things from my childhood: the toys; the letters I wrote home in my high school and university years, either asking for more rice or thanking her for sending fruit. Photos of her grandchildren were on display in the living room.When I visited her grave and reflected on all her birthdays I had allowed to pass, I was filled with sorrow. I thought about all the stories she never got a chance to tell me, about her life, about the girl she once had been, about the town I left behind. It occurred to me that perhaps she did not tell me because I did not know how to ask.The author felt sad because he missed ____.