Like everyone and their grandma, we've been doing the Marie Kondo tidying method (since New Year's, when the Netflix show came out - B would request a bagel and ask if we could watch the tidying show, haha). We've gone through the first few stages in order, and have been working on kimono since then. I've come to realize that this is an ongoing process. When I began, I was so excited to get through everything, to be DONE. And then the realization hit, one of those mundane, sort of depressing, sparks of insight that come to me occasionally, this one much like the fact that you can NEVER be 'done' with laundry. There will always be the clothes you're wearing that don't go into the wash. I've come to accept that fact. It doesn't bother me anymore. Like that, I've come to accept the fact that I will always have to be going through things and sorting and moving out the accumulation. I need to practice doing it more and become more efficient at it, I suppose, but I now realize that it will never be done, as long as I'm alive.