The Eternal Organizer! Me.
Everything about me is organized.
Home, surroundings, closets, desktops, folders, files, cabinets, notes. You name it; it has its place.
Even my mind is organized. It is filled with dozens of little compartments. That’s a good thing when you want or need to compartmentalize. (President Clinton was a master.) It is akin to intently focusing in on the matter at hand.
Here’s the truth. If all your time is spent organizing, there is little time left for doing.
I love my piles and stacks of notes. A favorite pastime is going through them, reorganizing them, and adding to the endless lists, tasks, thoughts and ideas.
The drawback? There is little time left for doing!
Lately I have thrown caution (which is what my organizing is all about) to the wind. Leaving notes and file folders scattered about the room, and even socks – gasp! – on the floor, I DID things. Not organized; DID.
My son once suggested that I needed to break some rules. Today I gotta hand it to him (I did not at the time) – he was right.
I imagine a book is not written, a house not designed, or a space shuttle route not planned – without a little disorganization along the way.
It’s time to close. I need to get on with the day. I have plans to organize………..