At our bookclub meeting last week my friend Monette got all giggly and excited to show me her kitchen cabinets. (This is the kind of social situation you find yourself in when you declare yourself a professional organizer. That, and everyone tells you about their neighbor/aunt/crazy grandfather who was “for sure a hoarder”.)
Seriously, though. This is a friend for whom I have done a little organizing. She supported my business in its infancy by hiring me to help with her home office and a closet. Evidently my tips for her during those sessions a couple of years ago made an impression!
She now gleefully promised me that I was the inspiration behind her decision to move her seldom used bake-ware to her top cabinets and bring down the heavy corning ware and pyrex to put in its place. Also, she moved lighter things like linens up high and put heavy things lower where they are easy to get out. And something as simple as that was now inspiring greatness in her kitchen!
But, Wait! That’s not all!
Look what she had done to her make-up drawer. “You don’t understand, Nonnahs. You should have seen it before! It was a nightmare!” So, here it is and I am beyond impressed (and a little proud).
What items do you use often that are currently too far out of reach? Do a switch-er-oo for yourself and tell me all about it!
Reading “The Not So Big Life”. One of the observations author Sara Susanka makes is about how she hates conflict and avoids it at every turn. Hating conflict is an easy character trait to recognize in oneself. I know a lot LOT of people who hate conflict. The repercussions of this hatred are what surprised me though. Because I hate conflict, I learned at an early age to anticipate problems and fix them as soon as humanly possible. I don’t even give a fella a minute to ask for help. I am all up in your business fixing the problem you are just noticing you have. Oh! Wait! Now there it’s gone. Nonni handled it. Isn’t she great?
Second personality quirk: love praise! So I got a lot of praise from my parents and other adults as a child when I would do this trick—this fix a problem before it was a problem trick. And now, as an adult I am still doing it. I do it for kids, for men, for friends, for clients.
Fixing problems—or really just perceived, would-be problems—is what fills my days.
Let me restate that. Fixing problems USED to fill my days. After spending some time with my lady-friends reading and journaling about this book, “The Not So Big Life”, I have taken a few steps back and decided that I don’t want to spend my days putting out fires and fixing everyone’s problems. I have come to realize that the catastrophes I have been fearing—a dirty countertop, a fight between siblings, an unmade bed, a day without milk—are not really that scary. And the real kicker is that sometimes the catastrophes don’t even happen! I’m not kidding. Sometimes no one comes over and sees that my living room is dusty and disheveled. And sometimes, when people do come over and it’s messy, they don’t mind. They don’t even mention it! Isn’t that friendly of them?
I still love to fix a problem. I still love to clean a countertop and fold other people’s laundry. And I still get to do this stuff. But once I noted this pattern in my life–Immediate Problem Solving—I could begin to recognize it easily and stop being its slave. I can solve problems when I chose to solve them. Just because someone is texting me or emailing me for some information does not mean I need to stop reading my book or practicing piano with my daughter to answer them. It can wait. It really can.
If I take control of my time and schedule a time to answer emails, a time to play around on fb and a time to take care of business it is truly ASTOUNDING how much time there is left in the day.
Last year I found myself jealous of my mother because she reads so many books. I thought to myself, I can’t wait to retire so I can read all the time! Then I heard someone say—for the 1000th time—you have time to do whatever you want if you make it a priority. I took inventory of my time and I cut out the immediate problem solving.
Now a few months later, I am happy to report that not only have I found some time to read–I have read completely through the stack of books by my bed. I have read a few from the library and I am getting into the books that have been waiting downstairs for me for years! I made time for reading. I set up a reading area on my porch and I started reading. It is so simple I am embarrassed by how long it took me to realize this and just do it.
It’s at times like this when I am so happy to be getting older. My birthday is approaching and it isn’t exactly a sexy number. But when I think about this revelation with the reading and how much more peaceful and relaxed I feel because of this simple thing I am so grateful to not be 29 anymore. To not be living my life in fast forward trying to go to every party and seize every minute of the day.
How about you?
Think of something you have been wanting to do. What are you waiting for? Retirement? The kids to grow up? Your husband to clean out the garage? HA! Stop waiting and start doing. You have just as much time in your day as everyone else does. The difference is in how you manage it. Schedule some reading on your calendar, or yoga or some hiking—whatever it is that you are waiting to start doing. It’s time.