a public oath on this blog that I would endeavour to get every facet of my life organised. Well, two weeks later I gave birth to my son and that plan went right out the window. Thankfully, the newborn phase slowly but surely passed, and I found myself returning to something that resembled a normal routine. I managed to get my makeup organised, but not much else.
My mother has Martha Stewart level organisational skills, and sadly I think I may have missed out on those genes. Throughout my life I've been a selective organiser, as in I subconsciously choose to be organised about some things and chaotic about others. Now that I'm a mother with a family to run, this is something I really want to get better at for the sake of my own sanity.
When I consider what it means to be organised, I struggle to seperate the concept of being organised with the concept of being impeccably tidy. They go hand in hand, but I think this might be why I fail sometimes.
However, I had a light bulb moment. I've come to realise that it doesn't have to be all hard work. Effective organisation is actually about simplifying your life, not complicating it. And if I focus on the organisational facet, the tidiness should follow right?!
Over the last wee while I've applied this notion to my home. I have a friend coming to stay next week and I really wanted to get the spare room tidy for her. I'm ashamed to say it had become our room of denial a.k.a. room of junk with nowhere else to go (in my defence, our house is verrrrrry little.)
I had this room in fairly good knack until Marley arrived, and then it became home to all the outgrown clothes, unused gifts, unnecessary baby-related purchases, an abundance of Christmas decorations, and everything else that couldn't fit in my wardrobe. This room lay heavy on my shoulders. Usually I would close the door so that it was out of sight, out of mind.
I'm pleased to report that my approach to simplify really worked. In fact, it worked so well that it's had a trickle on effect throughout the rest of my house, into our budgeting, our planning, our diary, everything.
This spare room is a really good metaphor for our lives too. Sometimes we allow junk in like bad people or bad habits, and we leave them there because the thought of de-cluttering seems too hard.
Over the next few weeks I'll be sharing my insights and learning's on become a better organised person. I'm aware this has been done before, but I often find the advice too complicated, time consuming or generally unrealistic for my budget. Others I find are striving for perfection. I don't really want perfection, I just want to know where my keys are!
We are all entitled to living an easier, simpler life. Do you have a room of denial laying heavy on your shoulders? Join me on this journey and we can figure it out together.
(Please note my American friends, I'm not spelling organisation wrong lol it's just how we spell it here in NZ!)