My mom complains to me on a daily basis that I need to be better about being consistently clean. I feel like I am where it counts— I try not to leave dirty dishes in the sink, I leave the living room free of my clutter because of my roommates, I never leave dirty clothes on the floor…. but she’s right. I wish I was more Type A, with the ability to neatly store things back exactly where I put them and always having my bed freshly made and tidy.
It seems I am utterly incapable of this. But, it took me a while to realize that it’s not just me being lazy, it might just be who I am, and I have little control over it. I’m someone who, when working on a project, needs to see everything in front of me. So, I lay out piles of fabric on the floor, splayed across the table, while I work. I dump out my drawer of paintbrushes and acrylics and let the colors speak to me. I take out random items of clothing from my closet to decide what I want to wear because I need to see it all together. But I can’t put it all back, not right away, because that would disrupt the flow of my creativity, don’t you understand? I need to keep everything the way it is! Otherwise, I forget what I was doing, sometimes completely. Out of sight, out of mind.
I once read this magazine article that perfectly catered to my organizational needs. It showed you how you can be organized in a way that still allows you to see everything you need, when you need it. Like, using corkboards for pinning your jewelry to the wall.
Now, if only I can remember where I put it….