Just blogging here: Confessions of a Messy

Confessions of a Messy

I am a messy.

It is a diagnosis, but not a medical condition.

I don’t want to be a messy, but I am.

At home, I am easily distracted.

  • Facebook.
  • Pinterest.
  • Hulu.
  • Actually insert the whole of the internet here.

But prior to the internet entering my parent’s house at fourteen or so, I was still a messy.

I’m a functional messy, not a hoarder.  I keep up with real life, the bills get paid, but the bed might not get made.  No one will see it except me, so it’s my problem.  The desk might not get cleared of papers.  So what?  But I try for a habit my mom taught me.  If it can be avoided, never go to bed with dishes in the sink.  I have a tiny galley kitchen.  The counters are almost never clear.

I love tea.  I love making tea.  I love tea paraphernalia.  I love tea cups and saucers and tiny spoons and cow-shaped creamers.  It makes me slow down, be deliberate.  And boy, do I make a mess.  I use whole leaf tea, or rooibos herbal, I boil the water or at least use a thermometer to tell if the water is 180 or 205, the difference between a good green tea and an herbal or black.  I love tea pots.  I might use two – yes – two- in the preparation of tea.  The brown betty for brewing, the staub cast iron to keep it hot. I might even use a thermos.  Or several thermoses.  Then there are travel mugs, double walled things that let me see how much is left and keep it warm.  Making tea is a mess.  All the steeping equipment in the world ends up as a mess of wet leaves stuck to the gasket of my garbage disposal.

I’m not alone.  There are others out there.

I get fed up, then I make piles.  I squirrel the piles away.  I box the piles so I don’t have to look at them.  I put the boxes in the closet so I can pretend that they’re not there.  They’re there.  Waiting.

What is the biggest source of these piles?

  • Mail/Coupons/Bills/Correspondence
  • Receipts
  • Comic books
  • Library books

I also am a sticky note junkie.  I make a list to avoid doing the list.  I put it on a sticky note.  Sticky note becomes unstuck, or I forgot to date it, or put a due date on it, and it goes into a notebook, and is squirreled away again.

At work, I’ve found something to help me.  I bit the bullet and bought into the whole arc notebook system thing.  I bought the $40 hole punch.  I print my outlook calendar and any handouts I might have any scrap designs of experiments that my boss scratches out are punched and put there.  I have a year of arc notebook in my overhead closet.  I can search my email messages, find the date, flip to the outlook dated page in my notebook and find my handwritten notes.  It’s that easy.  I think I’ve got work covered.

Although I have an iPad 1 that I won in a charity raffle, I do not have a smartphone, and can’t upgrade until September.  I use a moleskine notebook for a calendar.  It fits in the purse nicely.  Has a pocket in the back for stamps (yeah, I always carry stamps in case).  It never runs out of battery or crashes.

I just cleared two piles from the office floor.  I had all day to do this.

It is now past 4am.  I have  a giant recycle pile, a giant shred pile, an accordion file with 2012 receipts, a box of things that need to go downstairs, and an overflowing garbage can.

I dropped a five pound dumbbell on my right foot when trying to move some boxes.  I two toes are still killing me.  I took an ibuprofen and stuck them on an ice pack right away to avoid too much swelling.  I figure if I broke them they’d hurt worse or couldn’t be splinted.

I’ve moved my 2012 calendar birthday stickies to my 2013 calendar.  I am awaiting confirmation of the singing schedule, video schedule, and writer’s group schedule before creating a small group calendar.

Trying to decide how long to hold on to back issus of Toastmatsers magazine, consumer reports, and my alma mater’s mag.  I don’t contribute to my alma mater.  I haven’t been able to attend a Toastmaster’s meeting for six months.  And I think I have an annual consumer reports rating book somewhere for 2013.  None of it?

How long does one save cute wedding invites?

It’s not that I can’t stop being a messy.  I can’t do it permanently.  It comes and goes usually upon arrival of house guests.

Anyone have any solutions or suggestions?



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