Organized
We have a rather large house, but it's just the two of us and our pets. It's not that hard to take care of or clean, but I can't figure out why we have gotten so messy. Is it because we have more room to mess up?
I used to be so organized. I knew where everything was and I sure wasn't a packrat. It just seems as if my brain was able to function on a higher level than it does now. I keep trying to retrain myself into good habits, like putting clothes away or in the hamper, but I inevitably leave them on the bed if I think I will wear them again. Leave mismatched socks on the dresser until I find their twin. Leave stuff on the dining room table and then have to clean if off quickly if company comes over.
My studio is a wreck and it takes time to get started on a project because I must clear up space first. I am pretty good with follow-throught when I do a project, but it seems like lately I jump from thing to thing and never really get going gangbusters on any one thing.
I've tried the Fly Lady and read many books and articles on organization. But I have realized that I am one of those "out of sight, out of mind" people. If it's not staring me in the face, it's not on my mind. That's why I carry a bag around with me that contains my bills that need to be paid, my journal (ha! ha!), and other "stuff" that needs my attention. Even then I sometimes forget to check the bag!
And then there is the husband! I am not going to blame my contribution to the messes on him, but he really is bad about picking up after himself, keeping the kitchen clean (yes, it's his job, after all I buy the groceries, schlep them home, put them away, and cook the meals!), putting his dirty dishes away, and you know the list goes on. I've tried for over twenty years to get him to be more diligent about stuff. He will for a while after I make a fuss, but then slips back into his old way. And he is terrible about follow-through. I've found rusty tools in the yard that have been out there since maybe when he put up the fence a year ago (??), and there is always a mess after almost anything he does. Like after 4th of July, he put the fireworks trash in the front loader of the tractor to bring it back to the house, and it's still laying out there now spilled over onto the ground and the front loader has standing water along with the trash in it. I've mentioned it to him, but nothing has been done. Those are just some minor examples, but you get my drift.
Anyway, I dream of a house that stays clean (except for the dog hair) and neat. A home where no one makes a mess. I guess I have to be the first one to get straight if I expect anyone else to, don't I!
I used to be so organized. I knew where everything was and I sure wasn't a packrat. It just seems as if my brain was able to function on a higher level than it does now. I keep trying to retrain myself into good habits, like putting clothes away or in the hamper, but I inevitably leave them on the bed if I think I will wear them again. Leave mismatched socks on the dresser until I find their twin. Leave stuff on the dining room table and then have to clean if off quickly if company comes over.
My studio is a wreck and it takes time to get started on a project because I must clear up space first. I am pretty good with follow-throught when I do a project, but it seems like lately I jump from thing to thing and never really get going gangbusters on any one thing.
I've tried the Fly Lady and read many books and articles on organization. But I have realized that I am one of those "out of sight, out of mind" people. If it's not staring me in the face, it's not on my mind. That's why I carry a bag around with me that contains my bills that need to be paid, my journal (ha! ha!), and other "stuff" that needs my attention. Even then I sometimes forget to check the bag!
And then there is the husband! I am not going to blame my contribution to the messes on him, but he really is bad about picking up after himself, keeping the kitchen clean (yes, it's his job, after all I buy the groceries, schlep them home, put them away, and cook the meals!), putting his dirty dishes away, and you know the list goes on. I've tried for over twenty years to get him to be more diligent about stuff. He will for a while after I make a fuss, but then slips back into his old way. And he is terrible about follow-through. I've found rusty tools in the yard that have been out there since maybe when he put up the fence a year ago (??), and there is always a mess after almost anything he does. Like after 4th of July, he put the fireworks trash in the front loader of the tractor to bring it back to the house, and it's still laying out there now spilled over onto the ground and the front loader has standing water along with the trash in it. I've mentioned it to him, but nothing has been done. Those are just some minor examples, but you get my drift.
Anyway, I dream of a house that stays clean (except for the dog hair) and neat. A home where no one makes a mess. I guess I have to be the first one to get straight if I expect anyone else to, don't I!
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