How Far Will You Go To Impose Order–On Others?

It’s been a busy past two weeks, folks. Between being down with a nasty cold and (good) family stuff going on, last week got away from me. Hope all is well with all of you!

I love when my blogger-pals’ posts spur me toward a post of my own. (I’ve been having a run of that lately. Thanks, friends!) Last week, Stacey Wilk zapped me into action with one of her most delightful write-ups yet. Those who crave order, check it out. You might find a kindred spirit at Stacey’s stop!

Sounds like order makes Stacey’s heart sing. I commented that in my day-gig, we call that one form of self-regulation. That’s a term from ‘sensory integration’, defined as a “calm-alert state that is optimal for learning.” Order makes my heart sing; it helps me self-regulate. Did I mention orderly spaces tend to look good in a calming and soothing sort of way? A friend who is into organizing gave me a term that makes complete sense to me: visual peace.

I totally get that lining things up a certain way in a cabinet creates order and ease of finding things, as well as making it easier to put things away. In my kitchen, most things have a place, but very few items have to be exactly in one spot for the big picture to work. A few things work best lined up a particular way. (My bowls and my pots have to be nested or they won’t fit). My kitchen was remodeled about 5 years ago. Almost everything is still in pretty much the same place I assigned it b/c it works. And unless someone else (Ahem!) doesn’t put things in the designated spot, I never have a problem finding things.

Nabby n Kitty under the counter 10-2014 My girls, just hanging under the kitchen counter. 

So, the question was, how far will you go to impose your need for order on others—outside your house?

Y’all know I work in a school setting. At the school where I work most days, I’m lucky enough to have two large metal closets in the back of auditorium to keep games, papers, etc. (In other schools I have to drag the Barney bag and be grateful to use the lunchroom, a table in the library or a small office space.)

Anyhow, every year these closets wind up a tad messy by the end of the school year. B/c of issues the year before, I never got to put them back in order when the summer program ended (in 2013). That meant the closets started out pretty messy for 2013-14 and only got worse. By the end of the 2014 summer program, those closets were a disaster, especially after SIX people spent three weeks pulling stuff out and stuffing it back. (Two of those folks don’t put foot in my school during the school year, so they had no sense of how things fit together in there.)

One work friend and I spent over FIVE hours cleaning those war zones at the end of this year’s summer program. I decided (threatened, promised—whatever–at the possible cost of my job-buds still liking me) that I’d take pictures of the finished product, blow them up, laminate and hang them in the closets, shelf by shelf. (For once I followed through.)

school closet top shelf (See the chaos under the top shelf? That’s just a hint of what the other NINE shelves had become. Just sayin’.)

One of my co-workers teased me for being so uptight about my desire for order. It was all in good fun, and she’s been very respectful with putting stuff away as per the photos. And there IS a practical reason for order: Putting stuff away at the end of the day goes a whole lot faster when there is “a place for everything and everything in its place.”

school closet (2) Say what you want, but at least there is some kind of reference for insuring all this stuff fits at the end of the day. I have to load up a cart at least twice weekly b/c I don’t have a real ‘home’ at school.  

BTW, we’re six weeks into the school year, and the closets are still looking good.

So…I now pose this question to you:

What will YOU do to insure order either in or outside your home?

Enjoy your day, folks,

Joanna

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Name those Chores You Love (?) and Hate!

Okay, I’m behind this week—probably a bit lazy too, what with recuperating from all that Super Bowl excitement and all. (If, like me, you’re still thinking about it click here for a post on MHO of what it took for the current champions to get to the place where they fought for that ring. And I’m seriously kind of missing having something that much fun to look forward to this week. The French Open Tennis Championships are a long haul away: last two weeks of May. :()

Anyway, typed up a recipe post earlier today but not in the mood to run it. (Must be that lazy part again, which kicked in when I was doing my hair and looking at the dust and lint that seems to collect in both bathrooms daily. (Forced hot air doesn’t help, and yep, I try to wipe down the surfaces in some shape or form minimum every other day. My Italy-based aunts and cousins would be horrified to think a dual full bathroom scrub-down doesn’t take place daily, lol.)

Got me thinking about tossing this one out just for fun: list the Number One chores that top your DON’T MIND and DESPISE lists and a sentence or two why.

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DON’T MIND: Handwashing dishes and glasses. (Y’all can keep the silverware, pots and pans, thank you very much.) I like the running water and these items are easy enough to organize on a dish rack. And I rarely dry these items by hand.

DESPISE:  Dusting. And laundry. No matter how often I do either each is right back in my face, taunting me I have to do it again. Soon. Very soon.

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Sorry. Slipped to a dark place for a second. Your turn!

Have a great weekend,
Joanna