You put it off and put it off and put it off until you can no longer close the drawer. Things that don’t get the right amount of attention start to become a problem. Thankfully Springtime gives us a natural motivation to start anew.
When things are orderly around here, I feel more confident in every aspect of my life; my attitude reflects my environment. When those tea tins were organized like that photo above, I could move freaking mountains. Unfortunately, the current state around here, is a lot less tidy, I’m afraid. As I’m (still) working on my discipline in the area of home management I’ve come to realize a few things:
- I don’t think I am the kind of person who can do a household chore every day. I would much rather dedicate an entire Monday to cleaning the house and enjoy the rest of the week not cleaning. (Everyday maintenance like dishes and laundry, fine.)
- I tend to “short suit” myself. You know when you are playing a card game and you deliberately limit your cards to narrow your playing options? I do this, especially with clothes. I also find myself doing it with the girls’ toys. In corporate speak, it streamlines the process; I can make decisions on what to wear faster, the girls can see all the toys they have when looking for something to play with, and there is less overall to clean up and launder.
- Taking time to create logical storage solutions makes things easier for me in the long run. When everyone knows where to put things, they get put away. No-brainer, right? It’s true. If the girls know the pencils go here, the expectation is more clear when I ask them to put their pencils away. I’m finding, it also limits the number of times I get asked where something is.
- Outsmart, outplay, outlast. I don’t know why this didn’t occur to me sooner; when the girls continue to get into things they shouldn’t and have figured out a way to scale a countertop when you’re not looking – move the goods. I’ve been getting so frustrated at the littlest, inconsequential, albeit annoying messes lately. (Scraping bandaids off the hardwood floor is for losers.) Turns out, all I needed to do was change up the location of their favorite stash.
Coming off a good, cozy winter, I’m really starting to feel the weight of the layers of crap that have accumulated. The junk drawer needs to close again. I’m looking forward sloughing off all the rough edges, getting rid of the untidy distractions, and enjoy the promise of a fresh start this Spring.