Today I decided to clean my room because I needed my “I can do this, let’s pick up the pieces and have some semblance of control over our existence” fix. So, upon surveying my living space, I noticed that there were literally PILES of clutter that I have been putting off for over a year that have just gathered in all corners on my room and shoved underneath things. I have even placed decorations over some piles. I’VE WORKED THEM INTO THE ROOM’S DESIGN. That’s a commitment, right there. Basically, any place in my room that I am not using on a daily basis becomes a shrine to the God of Inability to Deal with Anxiety.
The funny part is that I can actually remember physically putting the items there and thinking “Yes! This is fine for now because I will most definitely handle this LATER! I will organize all this stuff in the neatest and niftiest of fashions! I’ll have color coordinated drawers, tabs, and labels! I’ll have a cleared away surface, and dustable tables! I’ll have trinkets and doodads and hullabaloo! There will be nothing I won’t be able to do! ( I got really Dr. Seussy there, but it’s over now, sorry).
And the best part is that it will stay this way FOREVER! I’ll just continually do that. It’ll all just click into place, those organizational skills.Yes! I am going to do this. Look at me, having the foresight to do this. I am super-duper grown up and put together! This will happen! When will I do this?
…. This weekend! Yeah.
Or like next weekend, this weekend I’ve got a thing. Like with people.
Or after this month.. this month is kinda busy. I’ve got all that Star Trek I committed to.
Or like this summer. I can do it this summer! Summer is good, I’ll have time then.
But like I’ve got to work out for like an hour a bunch of times a week..Wouldn’t want to get fat because I wanted to clean a thing. Plus.. Like I don’t want to manufacture stress over this. I just got out of school, I haven’t loosened up yet. I could snap! Imagine that? The news report about that one. “Sources said she went on a rampage kidnapping store mannequins because she hadn’t dealt with her messy room yet..”
I could do it like.. when I move! Yeah! I’ll do it when I move. Like one-plus years from now.
When I move I can just take these piles, and slide them into boxes, then just put the boxes in like a big cabinet in my apartment. And when I really need something that I can’t find, I’ll search that cabinet. The clutter cabinet.
Or.. I could stare at the pile for ten seconds, and then just like set my room on fire. Yeah, I can do that.”