Here's my thought as I write the title, "Welcome to adulthood, Rashmi! Expect the unexpected." Enjoying the act of folding clothes is not at all something I ever imagined I would be doing in my life, ever. You can ask my mother. I would do such a shoddy job that she would have to refold the clothes and maybe even question why she askes me to do it in the first place. Plus, I think it was always 'a chore' in my mind.
Now, it's a different story, all thanks to Marie Kondo, I guess. She explains the folding technique in a very calm and composed manner in her Netflix series. That's what got me thinking; can folding be a calming process too? I admired how she showed ways to fold and store different garments. In one of the episodes, she also explained how it could be a family activity. Isn't that a pleasant thought?
Implementing the techniques was an easy process. Now, I actually take time to fold each garment and appreciate the process of doing it. I realized that it's the one time my brain is not thinking about a thousand different things. It's surprisingly peaceful to get it done the right way. Although my folding style is still immature, I try to do it as a 'me time.'
When I told this to my mom, she wasn't really thrilled about the fact that after so many years, I like to fold clothes now! Who can blame her? Both of us never imagined seeing this side of me. Anyway, now have to go back to folding that new lot of cleaned clothes. Bye!
Love,
Rashmi B.
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