Over the past couple of months, I have noticed how well organized most of my friends are. They plan way in advance, they know exactly which activity is going on in school on a particular day, their houses and yards are in perfect order and… they know where all of the matches to their children’s socks are. I have sat in awe of these people. I then think back to my now distant past and think that I used to be one of those organized people. I have never been a “neat freak” and I am a self proclaimed recovering pack rat but, I used to have some sense of organization going on in my life.
So, now I have taken a refreshing new vow of organization. I have been going through the rooms in my house, tidying them up and tossing the things that are no longer necessary. I have discovered two things with the new endeavor of mine. First of all, I love it. I am getting a kick out of trying to see how much I can accomplish and how long I can get it to stay that way. Secondly, I have found it to be a daunting, exhausting and overwhelming task.
I look around and see how much stuff that we have collected over the years. I look at the boxes that we haven’t even opened after moving to this house 5 1/2 years ago. I look at our garage and wish that we could get the cars in there. I then look at our storage room, the one that we didn’t even know that we had when we bought this house, and see that it is absolutely stocked full of I don’t even know what!
Then, the other day when I went to try to reorganize my sewing room, I was thrilled when all of my fabric fit into the amount of Space Bags that I had bought for the project. I vacuumed closed up all of the fabric, arranged all of my notions and odds and ends, then I sat down to enjoy the peace so proud that I had made it work. That was until I later went to the garage to retrieve something only to find SEVERAL new boxes of fabric, notions, and other craft things that I had completely forgotten about.
The yard, well we could go there but, at the present moment, lets just say that it leaves a lot to be desired. Last year our neighbors brought over a whole bunch of “extra” flowers that they had “mistakenly” bought and suggested that we could use them to plant in our front yard.
So, where does that leave me. Honestly, I am not sure. It is hard for me to start one of those tasks and not be completely sure of where the ending to it is. I need to figure out a plan. I have jumped off a with a pretty significant spring and I have a mom that has offered to throw away everything I own (thanks Mom,) but I am biting my lip and hoping that I can have endurance on this one! Now, you have to understand how hard this is for me to admit especially since my blog is private and I know EXACTLY who is reading this and you are all way too organized. However, it was on my mind and I thought that I would share.