I find myself wanting to streamline my visible spaces, and de-clutter them in a big way as their physical existence beckons for my touch. I look at everything in my home with a keen eye, asking myself whether it should stay or go. I’m on a mission to give away the things in our home that can bless others, discard the stuff that nobody would want, and organize what’s left.
Lately however, despite my deepest desires to cut the clutter and trim the fat in more places than one, I’ve had to become much more disciplined about managing my time versus organizing my tangible space and things to ensure that the “must-do’s” don’t fall through the cracks. As a result, I’m left with very little time to focus on the “nice-to-do’s”, including any major de-cluttering. Since I’m not diagnosed OCD – self or medically - you don’t have to worry about finding me on my hands and knees cleaning out corners or color-coding towels in the linen closet. After all, I’d hate to raise the bar too high. Nonetheless, I’ve had to become more diligent and discerning about those matters that should command my time and attention, versus those matters that only seem urgent because of their visibility.
So today, while I didn’t do a whole lot of organizing or de-cluttering, I was most definitely in the zone! I rode that wave of productivity and held her hostage until she said “I surrender! No mas! Qué quieres de mί, mujer?” :) I so needed a day like today. Though it began with my being less bright-eyed and bushy-tailed than usual, I felt really good. Like most mornings, I am so happy to be alive when I wake up, that I’d jump to kiss the sun if I could…especially after a really great cup of coffee! Seriously. I revel in the knowledge that I’ve been given another day, another tabula rasa…another chance to get it right. What unseats me more than being sleep-deprived is not being productive. When I know that I’ve procrastinated long enough on something, and can’t find the words to explain why, I feel less than adequate, because I have only myself to blame. So despite my needing a few additional hours of sleep, I was determined to make it a good day, to organize myself versus my things, to be productive, to be at peak performance, and I would not, and did not, settle for anything less!
Should I learn tomorrow that some things did, in fact, fall through the cracks, I will chalk it up to them just not being all that important in the first place. Today’s clarity will not be contested. I still might not get the doctor-recommended, coveted eight hours of sleep tonight, but I will rest well with the contentment that came from a day well-lived. Yay me! Everyone needs a “yay me” day.
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