House Inventory
I've recently been to a couple of houses where every nook and every cranny is neat and organized. Not in an anal way - but in the "I-can-find-anything-anytime" kind of way. And I always come home from these houses thinking...that would be SO nice.
As it stands, my house is pretty neat and uncluttered - the parts of it that guests see, that is. But behind every closed door lies the possibility of a pile of dirty or old clothes, a disarray of pet toys or shoes or umbrellas gone astray. And in every drawer, you'll find the most mis-matched items. For example, right now in my bathroom vanity, you'll find a caulk gun, double sided tape, and a few tampons jammed in to the empty spaces. Totally random.
I've never been one of those people that had a place for everything in my home. Though I've learned to love an uncluttered space (like a desk or our living room), I've never mastered the art of each posession having a place it belongs. There's always a mess somewher in my house- even if it isn't in plain view.
And this got me thinking - it's not that I believe that my disorganization or tendency toward clutter necessarily IS a metaphor for my life, but I think it could be. It occurs to me that my being is a little like my house.
I come across as someone who has "a good head on her shoulders" or is an "old soul." Or, at the very least, I appear to be the kind of person who is well-equipped to deal with life on life's terms. I am a good friend and listener; I have a kind heart. I donate time and money to my favorite charities; I vote.
But then there's this other side of me, too. A side that hides things in the deep recesses. I hide my messes from other people. I've got plenty of dark corners that people don't see because they aren't clean or neat or organized.
It's a shame thing, I think. Somewhere along the way I learned that it wasn't okay to not have it all together. Somewhere in my life I picked up the understanding that people want to knowthe nice, neat parts ofyou. The other stuff should be hidden away in a closet, like a mangy half-eaten rawhide bone.
I'm going to have to ruminate more on this, of course, but I just needed to get it out there today.
have a good one. :)
As it stands, my house is pretty neat and uncluttered - the parts of it that guests see, that is. But behind every closed door lies the possibility of a pile of dirty or old clothes, a disarray of pet toys or shoes or umbrellas gone astray. And in every drawer, you'll find the most mis-matched items. For example, right now in my bathroom vanity, you'll find a caulk gun, double sided tape, and a few tampons jammed in to the empty spaces. Totally random.
I've never been one of those people that had a place for everything in my home. Though I've learned to love an uncluttered space (like a desk or our living room), I've never mastered the art of each posession having a place it belongs. There's always a mess somewher in my house- even if it isn't in plain view.
And this got me thinking - it's not that I believe that my disorganization or tendency toward clutter necessarily IS a metaphor for my life, but I think it could be. It occurs to me that my being is a little like my house.
I come across as someone who has "a good head on her shoulders" or is an "old soul." Or, at the very least, I appear to be the kind of person who is well-equipped to deal with life on life's terms. I am a good friend and listener; I have a kind heart. I donate time and money to my favorite charities; I vote.
But then there's this other side of me, too. A side that hides things in the deep recesses. I hide my messes from other people. I've got plenty of dark corners that people don't see because they aren't clean or neat or organized.
It's a shame thing, I think. Somewhere along the way I learned that it wasn't okay to not have it all together. Somewhere in my life I picked up the understanding that people want to knowthe nice, neat parts ofyou. The other stuff should be hidden away in a closet, like a mangy half-eaten rawhide bone.
I'm going to have to ruminate more on this, of course, but I just needed to get it out there today.
have a good one. :)
posted by GirlRy at 6:19 AM
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