In which I am MIGHTY!

[katallison]

Yesterday morning I woke up actually feeling *good* for the first time in a week, reflected with some satisfaction that the zinc + rest combo seemed to have cut this latest cold down in its tracks, got up and drank some coffee, opened the blinds and took a good look around the place, and staggered back in my tracks, clutching my heart. Dear god, the horror, the mind-boggling SHAMBLES of randomly-strewn DVDs, books, dirty dishes, used tissues, tapes, half-empty food containers, lint wads, dirty socks, and general filth and chaos.

I entertained brief fantasies of just torching the place, but knew the upstairs neighbors wouldn't appreciate that at all, so I chugged some more coffee, took a deep breath, and started digging.

And today? This place is -- I just don't have words for how lovely it is to be sitting here in a house that is clean and organized and spacious. All horizontal surfaces are *bare* except for items of immediate use or ornamental value. All books and DVDs are neatly organized and put away. All socks have been washed, paired, and put in the drawer. All my dishes are clean. *boggle* And my desk is completely and entirely free of crumbs, dust, mold-breeding ancient coffee cups, CDs missing their cases, fallen-down post-its, and AC adaptors of unknown purpose.

Prodigious amounts of crap were thrown out--including (with some sad nostalgia) a whole bunch of videotapes that, honestly, I was never going to watch again. (Granted, I still have at least a hundred, but at least they're neatly boxed up and labelled so I might stand a chance of finding what I'm looking for.)

There's still a lot to do--the basement is a nightmare, and I want to completely reorganize my bedroom sometime soon--but *man.* I feel like I can breathe freely again, and not just because the phlegm has left my respiratory tract. Now all I have to do is convince myself that it's really a whole lot easier and pleasanter to devote 20-30 minutes a day to *keeping* things like this.

Comments

[namastenancy.livejournal.com]

I bow to your wonderfullness! It's never to late to discover that dirt and clutter are Not Your Friends! I am and always have been very neat and simply cannot function in a messy space. So, I take no credit for what appears to be a genetic trait (you can decide if it's a bad or a good Thing). But ain't it grand to be able to find things, breathe clean air, have clean socks, and a desk that you where you can actually see the surface. Of course, one of your old coffee cups was probably growing the next miracle mold that will save the world - but hey! You can't have everything.

Congratulations.

namaste SF Nancy