5 posts tagged “organizing”

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F is also for fantasies and not of me and Fabio (shudder) lying on some white sugar sand beach somewhere. I have this ridiculous fantasy and it goes something like this:

I'm sitting on my loveseat in my office/studio, knitting/crocheting along on some project. Lovely soft classical music plays in the background. My youngest daughter is playing at my feet on my immaculately clean floor. My older daughter is absorbed in her book, homework all finished and neatly put away. I get up from my project to make my way across my completely clutter-free and spotless home to the kitchen where I have a pot of something yummy-smelling on the stove. (probably some sort of beef goulash and homemade noodles) I make myself a pot of tea. DH comes up from the basement with a load of laundry and proceeds to fold it. We eat dinner. Kids go to bed on time. (in their freakishly clean room) and DH and I run out to the bookstore for coffee and some magazine browsing while Grandma stays at home with the kids and reads.

Honestly, I don't think my fantasy is actually that far off. I think the only thing standing between me and this fantasy is about 2 tons of crap that I can't seem to part with and let go to other homes/recycle/throw away. I've done a lot in the past, but just can't seem to go that final 2 miles.  Don't get me wrong, it's not so bad that there are pathways to wend your way around the crap (at least most of the time!) and all the piles of laundry in the laundry basket are actually clean, but need to be put away.

Does anyone else have this problem? How do you find the inspiration/motivation/perspiration for that final push through the last pile of junk?

Well, I did it. I went ahead and took the job. Still negotiating a few things, but for all purposes, I'm soon to be gainfully employed!

I'm excited to start working. I've managed to calm myself the f*** down after nearly working up my stomach issues back into an acid producing frenzy. I still haven't worked out all the family-care portion yet, but, I know that it will fall into place.

So I'm still frenziedly going through boxes of paper (I got sick of it about 7 boxes in and took a bit of a break), trying to get all my swaps out so I'm not behind and decluttering like crazy because I KNOW that I will not be able to keep up with the mess as it is now.

Speaking of decluttering and organizing, these two things are kinda like a hobby for me. I'm never completely decluttered or organized, maybe because I find the process to be actually kind of fun and plus, then I'd have to stop shopping. But there's always stuff to get rid of, no matter how many boxes, bags, baskets, buckets, carloads leave my home. Does anyone else have this problem? I'm making lists, organizing them, losing them, making more, checking things off, adding things on and just running around madly with my head cut off as usual. Par for the course, I think.

I still haven't found the cable (well, I did find it, then lost it, then found, then promptly lost again) for my camera so thus still no pictures. Sorry!

I'm still behind on everyone's blogs. Last I looked, there were 39,000 unread new posts! I'm never gonna make it through that many, so I'll just have to do the people that I *know* and skip all the rest. It'll be good to get bloglines back to zero! So if there are random comments from me from old posts, just remember, two months worth, people, two months!

Tell us about an event that changed your life forever.
Submitted by Miss Scotch.

This is gonna sound so 90's corporate, but seriously, my life changed FOREVER when I attended a Franklin Covey TimeQuest seminar. They have since undergone many different incarnations, the latest of which is the Focus: Achieving Your Highest Priorities workshop. It made me realize that if I didn't get off my ass and grab the bull by the horns, no one was going to drag the bull to me. I think I mixed up that metaphor but whatever, you get the point!

I was working at an ad agency at the time and was sure that I was not realizing my potential only because those around me were not realizing my potential. Then, like a shot up the butt, I took this seminar and got one of my all-time favorite quotes:

You have to live on this twenty-four hours of daily time. Out of it you have to spin wealth, pleasure, money, contentment, respect, and the evolution of your immortal soul. Its right use, its most effecticve use, is a matter o f the highest urgency ... all depends on that.
    -- Arnold Bennett, How to Live on Twenty-four Hours a Day

Really, that quote galvanized me like no other. Everyone, from Oprah Winfrey, to Martha Stewart, to Bill Gates, to the lowest begger on the mean streets of Calcutta, everyone has exactly the same amount of time. What they do with it will determine their lot in life. I can spend it watching TV, or I can spend it creating a life that I love and can respect. Not too long after, I quit to go to school full-time for Interior Design.

Although I no longer belong to the cult of Franklin Covey (it's not really a cult, just something a friend and I came up with as most people that had gone through the seminar had similar feelings and epiphanies after attending), and half-assedly subscribe to the GTD way of life now, those things I learned about priorities and happiness will never leave me.

I watched bits and parts of Oprah today, and her show was on happiness. I think I scored a 33 out of a possible 35. I'm pretty dang happy with my lot in life. Are you?

Yes, if you've followed over from Organized Home, I just want you to know that I love you guys! Heck, even if you're not from over there, you should know, I love them! They have helped me clean and organized my home and life and bring a sense of peace and control over my household and my life.

If you haven't checked them out, you should. OrganizedHome.com They have invaluable message boards and everyone there is so very, very nice and supportive.