A Place for Everything and Everything in its Place

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When I was a kid my mom used to repeat this creed to me on a regular basis “A place for everything and everything in its place.” and she meant it. Whenever we got something new the first order of business was to find it a home. After all, if you don’t know where to put it you will never put it away…. And if you do you may never find it again.

Twenty some odd years and three apartments later I am still in the habit of knowing exactly where things go and making sure that’s where they end up. If I bring home a new object it gets carefully put away. Standing in the store and wondering “but where would I put it?” has saved me from a few shopping regrets.

Lately though, this has started to slide… I’m busy, I’m tired and things just keep getting shoved to the side and are starting to pile up. I know that it’s an eyesore but what I’ve also started to realize is I’m less organized mentally and more stressed out. It takes me twice as long to find what I’m looking for and that form I was supposed to fill out… oops it’s somewhere at the bottom of the pile.

So I decided to hit pause and start finding “homes” for my things again, room by room and drawer by drawer. I found that when I had stopped paying attention to where things went, I started hanging onto a lot of things that I no longer needed. Once those were cleared out all of my newly organized stuff looked much nicer… and most importantly, I could find it when I needed it.

Image: Martha Stewart