I never would have had the guts (or the time) to write something so silly before but it's January 2 and thus a day when we're all still pretending to aim for our New Year's resolutions. If I wanted to stay in my cancer cocoon, I could definitely write a blog around the fact that my toes and finger tips are numb. (Brian did some trusty research yesterday and confirmed that neuropathy is a side effect of later chemo treatments.) But toe numbness likely has a limited entertainment value so I'd rather use my numb little fingertips to write about labels. Now that has some seriously exciting potential. I am certain that pretending to be an organizing expert is as useful as pretending to be a mermaid, but both end up providing me boundless entertainment so, as was said in the worst movie of all time (We Bought a Zoo), "Why not?"
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13 Organizing Tips for 2013
1. Never underestimate the power of organization.
One of the real mysteries of life to me has always been this -- do messy people feel as good as I do when things are clean and organized? Today I decided that I absolutely needed the answer to this question so I talked to Brianne after her school day wrapped up. In many ways (like mental ones), Brianne is far more organized than I am, but when it comes to stuff, she admits she can be a bit of a mess. Years ago I put her on Container Store probation when she mocked my mother and I up and down the aisles of my holy land. Recently she told me that she has a newfound appreciation for my favorite store (I think it's the beginning signs of nesting), and only because she's my best friend, I'll forgive her desecration.
Anyways, after my informal research via Brianne on this very important of topics, I believe that even those without my organizational obsessions find great joy and satisfaction out of an organized space. So, the foundation tip of all tips is to never underestimate the power of being organized.
2. Find the donation centers nearest to you, or a place for your yard sale/Craig's List pile.
This is the absolute key to all levels of organization, as you will see in later tips. So before you do anything else, figure out the nearest drop off points for food (local food pantry?), clothing, toys, furniture, etc. In my area, Big Brother Big Sister and other great charities also pick up this kind of stuff and calling to schedule a collection time could establish a great cleaning goal.
If you'd prefer to make some money off of your junk -- I mean, your treasure -- find a big space in which to build your yard sale or Craig's List pile. My town even as a Facebook page for yard sale type stuff. I haven't quite figured out that page yet (for instance, what does it mean when someone writes, "bump" in a comment to a posting?) but a few weeks ago when I was helping my Mom clean her basement, I was able to use it to give away a huge TV for her in matter of minutes.
However you do it, find a place where you can bring or temporarily store the stuff you no longer need because this will be one of the most important steps in the clean-up process.
3. Start big.
Don't start cleaning the kitchen drawer, despite how much fun that is (I know, I just cleaned mine):
|Did I mention I also love Chapstick?|
Instead, start big. Brian hates this part because when I start cleaning, things get a lot worse before they get better. For instance, remember that big file cabinet in our garage? The one that was uselessly taking up lots of valuable space? Start with stuff like that. If you have useless furniture, sell it. If you have old baby gear or kids toys that are hoarding space for no reason, get rid of them. Literally walk around the space and take out anything, especially big stuff, that is taking up room without any good purpose. I admit that this stage takes guts. Cold-blooded, non-sentimental guts. If you don't have those, find someone who does and get him or her to help you. Because stage one of any good clean up effort involves getting rid of big crap that you don't need.
4. Be sentimental. In your own way.
As a minimalist, being sentimental can be hard and along these lines, I have a huge confession. It's one that could get me in a lot of trouble (much more than falling asleep while tutoring), but in the name of organization, I will come clean (pun intended).
Over the course of my life, I have accumulated lots of sentimental items that I want but I don't want to keep. People with more hoarding-like tendencies won't understand my compulsion to have less stuff, but let me assure you, it's a very real thing. Too much stuff makes me anxious. The only way to quell that anxiety is to bring that stuff to a happier home and keep my home less cluttered. Years ago, I learned that at the same time that I wanted to minimize, it made me sad to rid of things that meant something to me. Then I invented a solution.
When my minimalist compulsions clash with my sentimental ones, I take pictures of the gift or the item and then I donate it. I know that this level of cold-hearted cleaning may sound awful and next time a friend or relative is at my house they will likely be poking around to catch a glimpse of last year's Christmas gift or find that mysterious album to look for the item's little photograph of a gravestone. But this is me and I can't help it. (When I got cancer, I joked with Brian that he needed to get rid of that album if anything were to happen to me. That's much funnier now that I know cancer won't defeat me. And by the way, even my cold heart has exceptions. I have several boxes of "Momentos" from over the years of stuff that I will never throw away. In fact, all of the gifts I have received over the past few months have a safe and happy place in a box that brings me great joy and will never end up in the sentimental gifts scrapbook.)
Anyways, I doubt that most people are as nutty as me to photograph and donate sentimental things, and I really only use it as an example of how everyone needs to find their own balance of sentimental storage.
To be continued...
And feel free to offer up your own great organizational tips in the comments below. There must be other neat freaks out there. Anyone? Anyone?