i'm gonna be the next marie kondo

Remember when Marie Kondo was telling us all to ask if things "spark joy"? And we all lost our damn minds folding our underwear into perfect rectangles and arguing over whether we were allowed to own more than 35 books? Good times. Anyway, I got a new one for you. I decided to tackle the basement Room Where Stuff Goes When I Don't Want to Deal With It Anymore But Also Feel Like I Can't Get Rid of It today. Does everyone have this room? Lots of people have this room. Or this closet. Or a box. Whatever. Mine is very full of Late Husband's old stuff, as well as things my mother foisted off onto me as "family heirlooms." And then never mentioned again. Is it a Precious Piece of Tov Family History(TM) if you're only giving it to me to get it tf out of your own house without having to figure out how to resell, donate, or recycle it, mom? And I started asking myself a question. A more useful (for me, today) question than "Does this spark joy?" Because NOTHING in that room sparks joy! It's…