For me, Clutter is a game and it goes something like this…
You come home after work. With things in your hands. And things in your head.
You see a wide plain. This plain is so wide, and so open. It beckons for things. What have you got? It might be the mail or your lunch box. The plain doesn’t care. It will take what you got. And not mind what you do. So drop your things quick. And go do.
Now what was in hand, has a new home. There’s plenty of room. So let’s add some more. Once the first item is down, the second one follows, the third and the fourth are quick to follow.
And so the story goes – again and again. Until all is full. Of what, do you ask? Miscellaneous stuffs! Now the mess is so big. So deep and so tall. It feels like there’s no way, to pick up it all.
But then with power (could it be Voom?), you pick up your things. You pick up your books, and a plant. The oven mitt. Some fruit. Pick them up you do. And put them away for another day. With a flash and a dash, order is back. And you see a wide plain. Once again, you do. So wide and so open.
So did you have any fun? Tell me. Do you tire of this game? Or shall we play it some more?
This is my life – reduced to a ‘Cat in the Hat’ spoof. I must really love this clutter game, because I’ve played it a million times. This game is so big, and enticing. If I were to summarize my story, I might say that clutter breeds clutter. Once the first item is down, the next items follow.
BUT, BUT, BUT, BUT – What if I held the line? What if the first item never went down on the wide open plain? No items on the counter. None. No exceptions. Is this possible? Can I do this? Can I have zero-tolerance for clutter on my counter?
Intellectually this problem seems simple enough. Here are some of ‘my stuffs’ and the places they should be.
Item – Where is should be?
Paper and mail – on my office desk
Kids’ cool school projects – in a box in my office
Kids’ stuff – in my kids’ rooms
Dishes and kitchen stuff – put away right there in the kitchen
Food – put away or in the fruit basket
Other stuff – somewhere else, anywhere else
Everything has a landing place, but for some reason I choose to play the clutter game. It’s so quick and so fun. But then the mess is so big. So deep, and so tall. Which is no fun at all!
What are your clutter strategies? Please leave a Comment. No matter how small.