I have been cleaning out the nooks and crannies of my 'office' at home in the hopes that I can have family and friends over and not feel utterly ashamed of my messiness. I don't keep my home as clean as I'd like at times, but I can't be beating myself up about it all the time, so I pick my battles.
Today's battle is with clutter. You know the stuff you need to keep around but because you didn't find it a home in the first 30 seconds of handling it, it landed in the 'clutter zone'. Everyone has one, you might hide it in some drawer or closet so that it's found by only those in the family and friends cleaning out your personal effects after your death; but don't try to pretend you don't know what I'm talking about.
Well, out of my three bedrooms, 2 living rooms, I'm embarrassed to say that two of them are 'clutter zones' and it is doubly embarrassing that one of them is in the 'public' area of the house. After months upon months of it building, spilling, and rebuilding and repeating I've attempted to shovel out of it. It's been one of those chores that I am doing everything to avoid yet I'm driven to do not do anything I enjoy for then the nagging thoughts suck the joy out of the activity. Well, I'm making progress although I still have a bit to go. I'm determined to have it transformed before I get to bed because I really want to impress MWG with my 'new look'.
I'm determined to keep it un-cluttered this time at least until after January 1 when the guests depart. Maybe with a month start I'll develop a new habit? Doubtful, if you wanna know how long I've had this clutter problem, just as my Sidekick Sister who shared a room with me for 16 years. I'm pretty sure I had something to do with the fact that she's a really organized individual. I guess you can learn positive things from a bad example. Too bad I was the bad example.
Dear reader, I don't want to leave you down in the dumps with this post, no, I hope I've jogged your mind of the recessed place in your life, or home that needs a little purging & re-organizing. Trust me, you'll feel better when you're done; it's working for me.
Friday, November 27, 2009
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