I felt like this book was a never ending infomercial, on a loop. There are a few tips I picked up in here, but every other page talked about how great she was at her job. And how much garbage people produced when they "tidied". And the word tidy--it was used so much that I think it morphed into a different word to me. Just like if you say a word pulpit repeatedly, it starts to sound odd and not like the word at all.

I do think a reader needs to take into consideration though, the background of the author. She is Japanese, so with that comes a different viewpoint on respect and tradition than in America. Which is what I had to keep reminding myself of.

There are some good tips in here, but I feel it went overboard with everything having to provide "joy" in your life In order to remain. Somethings just don't provide joy. They are entirely utilitarian and necessary. I grasp the concept though of deciding if you really need all the items in your space or if you are just holding onto them for arbitrary reasons.

I take issue with the fact that everything removed from her client house is garbage. It seems so arbitrary to just throw things in the trash, especially when she talks about giving each item it's due respect. She touches on not forcing your joyless items on to someone else, and in transferring your inability to part with an item is placing undue burden on another, but I feel that giving items the ability to have a new life in someone else's hands is better than shuttling them to the landfill.