Not Being Surrounded By Clutter

As an admitted pack rat and slob, this isn't a topic I'd normally be able to write on with any experience. My previous bachelor life was filled with rooms filled with stuff, mostly in no particular order. Kate has done a lot to push me in a positive direction, but with the new house constantly under construction, it was hard to put anything away and keep things orderly. That's a thing of the past. Now that the house is mostly finished, and all the boxes, tools, construction materials and junk are put away or sent to the landfill, I have to say that living without clutter is so nice!

The dining room can be dined in. The guest room can accommodate guests. The computer room is now just a computer room, and not also a closet. There's room to walk...plenty of room. Instead of paths we have spaces. We've traded junk for decor. It's really interesting, because I haven't really felt this way about a place I've lived since I moved out on my own fifteen years ago. Even my college dorms before that, especially my single rooms, we cramped and bloated with crap.

I finally feel like I'm living in a home comparable to the one I grew up in, where everything (for the most part) has a place, and nothing just sits out taking up space. It really lightens you up mentally when you don't feel mildly claustrophobic in your own house.

So I've made a commitment to myself to help keep this place neat. I'm not going to let it get out of control again. And I'm going to spill that sentiment over into my professional life. My edit suite at work is a shamble of tapes, scripts, notes and useless clutter. Starting next week I'm straightening it up and keeping it that way. No more excuses. No more BS rationalizations like, "I need to keep everything out in front of me or I'll forget it." I need to figure out a new way of keeping tabs on things that doesn't involve table-papering my desk.

No more clutter. No more scatterbrained, slipshod organization. A frenzied environment equals a frenzied life. I'm ready for order.

Organized Chaos

I have to be "somewhat" organized at all times to stay a sane human being. I am a Virgo and they are known as organized perfectionists.  Now I wouldn't say I was a perfectionist, but I do prefer things to go my way, the way that makes sense to me. I do like being organized both at work and at home. It is more like an organized chaos, for those overlooking my idea of clean. Don't get me wrong, I do clean house like no one's business, but I do tend to clean it in a fast, heavy-duty, no-nonsense manner. I like doing it right and doing it fast. I always have to have music playing to keep me pumped.

I usually keep all my bills near me, so I stay on top of my personals. At work all my emails are organized in great fashion. To keep things in order, I have to take a couple times throughout my day to organize my emails. There are often many jobs going on at one time, and I really think my good organizing habits keep me on top of all my work. I feel like I'm writing a cover letter...how boring. So my subject wasn't completely enthralling. Well, we can just hope that tomorrow's can only get better. Being organized helps me clear my head and relax, and it lessons the stress and pressure I feel around me.