I'm a chronic sufferer of severe disorganization.
This is reflected in each and every aspect of my life, from prioritizing the importance of things (or lack there of, in my case), into how I stow my possessions. There is no order in my general thought process.
Taking it easy? I've never known the meaning of this idiom... except when it comes to money, but that's another monster I dare not confront just yet.
My current battle has been on going since announced her challenge back in March. I took this very seriously, because my complete lack of order clashes horribly with my husband's un-diagnosed (and in denial) OCD... I mean, he flips out if the blanket is on its "wrong side" and doesn't sleep a wink until it's fixed, or if one of his shirts isn't hanging correctly-- god forbid if it is in the wrong type and color section.
But, I am deviating from my actual point.
It's safe to say that my disorderly conduct is one of the key causes to his, and by relation, my own absurdly high stress levels. I would like it to change because it would be nice if I didn't have to frantically look for something because of my mess.
I utilized the challenge as an excuse to finally formulate a proper plan of attack; I never knew I could be so methodical, which was nice. I took care of for the challenge, and am quite happy to say that its never again gotten to the point it once was... there's still room for lots of improvement, however; my desk top fluctuates heavily from messy to organized, and so does my fabric stash.
A little later down the timeline, I organized , and also by relation, I organized my clothing which was always strewn across the floor, a shelf we have in the bedroom, and piled high instead of hung in the closet. It also stays relatively organized currently.
And now, I would like to show you all another moment of pride materialized as...
An ORGANIZED bathroom .
I took my butt over to the dollar store while I was out doing the shopping of the previous post, picked up several baskets, and organized all my primping gear. Finally!
Things sure accumulate fast when you're establishing your presence in a home, even it is has been about 2 years already...
This is how it looked like BEFORE.... yuck!
Digging through that silver shelf unit and underneath the sink revealed plenty of unwanted and overdue products and cosmetics. I didn't know I hoarded so much unwanted stuffs.
It doesn't look like I made a dent, but believe you me... it now accurately reflects ALL I have left.
Sadly, it's one of those situations where it's constantly being added to-- my mother is very generous, and every once in a while sends me huge care packages containing the latest Canadian cosmetics and things. Not that I'm complaining by a long shot, but it does mean I'll be reorienting the contents of this bathroom often-- it's the one area my husband nags me most about.
I found myself at a stand-still when realizing that shoving all my cosmetics into a basket won't resolve the issue because I'll just dump it out on the counter to find what I'm looking for, thus perpetuating the cycle of disorganization.
So, armed with a cereal box, an ash tray, a candle holder, and of course pinterest...
I turned this
Into this
And divided the misc basket with cereal box cardboard dividers
The glass tray now holds all of the most used items, and the basket holds the rest in a very orderly fashion.
The great thing is that since everything is neat, pretty and easy to find/access, I've been able to inhibit the habit of "chucking" it all into a pile.
ANOTHER STEP CLOSER TO ZEN...
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