Tuesday, July 03, 2007

I like to be organized. I like lists. I like things that are sorted by color or size or use. I like being able to look in my file drawer and find exactly what I'm looking for.
Once when my daughter was about five, I organized her toys in plastic crates and on shelves and then showed her what I'd done. She looked at me like she couldn't believe this lunatic was going to raise her.
But as much as I LIKE organization, I don't do enough of it. I keep thinking that if I cleaned one room in the house each day, then it would always be fairly clean. Doesn't happen. I do other stuff all week and then take a whole day to clean the whole house. It's the same with the yard work. And the laundry.
Not with the writing, though. I write every day. Sometimes it's a lot of pages, sometimes it just a lot of crap. But it's writing.
Now, why can't I do that with the cleaning and the yardwork?


spyscribbler said...

That's hilarious! How long did she keep it organized?

I used to be a neat freak, but then I was sick for a few years, and realized that was last priority. I've never been able to bump it up, since.

I do love things organized, too!

Penny said...

I'm always going for the organized look but with my husband it;s only a dream!