When there is spilled gravy…
my fridge with spilled gravy
In December, I purchased Marie Kondo’s audio book The Life-Changing Magic of Tidying Up: The Japanese Art of Decluttering and Organizing. Some have referred to her book as the “decluttering bible”, so with a review like that, I knew that I needed it in my life. Since then, I have been listening to her book on and off, just a little bit here or a little bit there, not really making a commitment to it.
A week ago, just before I was leaving for work, I was grabbing something from the refrigerator, when my doing so, upset the balancing act that my many pots had been playing, and one of the pots filled with gravy turned over. In no time, the gravy spread all over the bottom shelf of my refrigerator. I was quite perturbed, but mostly I felt inconvenienced by the mess that the gravy had made. All I could think about was how I had to go to work, and how I didn’t have to time to clean up a big mess. I thought maybe if only a little gravy had spilled, then I would have had time to clean it up, but more than a little gravy had spilled. It had spread and seeped into the cracks and crevices of the refrigerator. As I watched this happen, my will to act fast and wipe up the gravy dwindled, and succumbing to defeat, I closed the door on the growing mess. Resolved with myself to leave it for later, I headed off to work.
Well, as you might have already guessed, later turned into the next day, and the next day turned into another day, until it later was close to a week. Sad, right? Well, it wasn’t until I was speaking with my mama about Marie Kondo’s book and decluttering, that the issue of the gravy resurfaced.
During our conversation, and with no prior knowledge of my gravy spill, my mama actually said to me, “There is something wrong with a person who can spill gravy and not clean it up.” I was shocked. My only reply was, “then there is something wrong with me because I spilled some gravy and did not clean it up.” She and I laughed about my confession for minutes. For the life of me, I could not figure out how she with no knowledge about my situation, had used my exact experience as an example. I wondered, “How does she know?”, and at that moment, I knew God was using her to speak to me about the mess that had become my life. The mess that I was choosing to close the door on instead of facing it head on and cleaning it up.
My need for a change led me back to Marie Kondo’s book, and this time, I was open to what she had to say about getting rid of the clutter and resetting my life in one go. She actually made some amazing points about how decluttering can be life changing. Over the next month, I plan to employ the KonMarie method of decluttering my life, and I will share them here with you on the blog because she knows what she is talking about. But first, I am going to clean up that spilled gravy.
No more gravy!
(Tamia said, “I don’t even recognize the refrigerator anymore, it’s so clean!”)
Yes, life gets messy, and when it does, it is our job to clean it up, not just close the door on it. I for one, am done with that way of thinking.
My spilled gravy confession: I am not perfect by any stretch of the imagination, but I am getting better.